<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844</id><updated>2011-12-28T08:45:37.500-05:00</updated><category term='Lost And Found'/><category term='NHL'/><category term='Chase Fireflies'/><category term='East Coast Conference'/><category term='Axl Rose'/><category term='Bill Strickland'/><category term='Winterfest'/><category term='CC Deville'/><category term='Covenant Church'/><category term='Pastry'/><category term='Poison'/><category term='Cycling'/><category term='Winter Classic'/><category term='Ebay'/><category term='Speedwood'/><category term='Rob Bell'/><category term='Youth ministry'/><category term='Guns-n Roses'/><category term='Senior High Retreat'/><category term='Buddha'/><category term='Dave Moulton'/><category term='youth workers'/><category term='Lance Armstrong'/><category term='Bike blogs'/><category term='Fat Cyclist'/><title type='text'>Nothing Clever</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a father, husband and Christ follower, or at least I try to be. I play guitar, street hockey, softball, and any other sport that isn't soccer.   This is my blog.  There are many like it, but this one is mine.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>190</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-4247896668813927270</id><published>2011-12-19T12:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:53:50.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditions</title><summary type='text'>There is a way that appears to be right,    but in the end it leads to death. -Proverbs 14:12I was reflecting on this proverb and noticing that the opposite is true as well, that is to say there is a way that appears to be death but in the end it leads to life.  Take forgiveness for example; choosing to forgive someone rather than to seek revenge or simply harbor bitterness toward them can be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/4247896668813927270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=4247896668813927270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4247896668813927270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4247896668813927270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2011/12/traditions.html' title='Traditions'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-3438024500757766127</id><published>2010-02-13T11:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T12:06:59.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Discernment</title><summary type='text'>I guess in some ways it would be easier to just have a title and no content to sum this up.  The title would be: there are no shortcuts.Leading is a tricky thing.  A charismatic leader can get people to follow them.  I suppose it would be possible for a fairly gifted leader to read some books on leadership and be really successful  in getting others to follow them.  The problem with that, of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/3438024500757766127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=3438024500757766127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3438024500757766127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3438024500757766127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2010/02/discernment.html' title='Discernment'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-3869416828472274856</id><published>2009-12-30T20:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:16:56.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Reads in 2009</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }  &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/3869416828472274856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=3869416828472274856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3869416828472274856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3869416828472274856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-reads-in-2009.html' title='Best Reads in 2009'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8103731550840228845</id><published>2009-12-22T13:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:35:14.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chase Fireflies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Cyclist'/><title type='text'>Blogs</title><summary type='text'>Scot McKnight once said (correctly) that, in general, one is either a good blogger or good blog reader.  It is rare to be good at both.  As I've said before, I'm a GREAT blog reader.  That said, I've decided not to give up blogging because it can be a good outlet for me (even though I usually only think about blog posts and never  get to actually writing them.)   Also, my goal never was and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8103731550840228845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8103731550840228845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8103731550840228845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8103731550840228845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/12/blogs.html' title='Blogs'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8213262467997737087</id><published>2009-09-16T16:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T17:02:38.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fred Cusick</title><summary type='text'>I was saddened deeply to hear of the death of Fred Cusick, longtime voice of the Boston Bruins.  It's strange to feel such grief for someone I've never met and someone who, by all accounts, lived a very full life to the age of 90.Yet, for many Boston Bruins fans like myself, Fred was a part of our lives.  In some ways Fred was a guest in my home for 82 nights (plus playoffs) for the first 23 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8213262467997737087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8213262467997737087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8213262467997737087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8213262467997737087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/09/fred-cusick.html' title='Fred Cusick'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNibjcrEAX8/SrFSFyFFIMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7i49B01heSE/s72-c/n80380252413_603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-1077095921791239243</id><published>2009-07-20T12:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:43:19.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Years Old Again</title><summary type='text'>I was 11 years old again yesterday.  I was riding my bike to my mom's house for a cookout.  It is the house I grew up in.  In the midst of a full day, I wanted to squeeze in a bike ride and so I decided I'd ride to the cookout and the kids would ride in the car with Katie, along with a change of clothes for me.I left a bit early so I could get in a few extra miles.  I wasn't going to go too crazy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/1077095921791239243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=1077095921791239243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1077095921791239243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1077095921791239243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/07/11-years-old-again.html' title='11 Years Old Again'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-1606047591652805284</id><published>2009-06-02T00:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:21:41.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Competition</title><summary type='text'>So I'm reading one of those "college alumni magazine" (not my college) and there's an article highlighting their intramural sports program.  One of the lines in the articles reads along these lines: Some of the intramural leagues are competitive and some are more for fun.  This idea that less competitive = more fun is one of the most misunderstood notions in the entire world.  Frankly, it's  a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/1606047591652805284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=1606047591652805284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1606047591652805284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1606047591652805284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/06/competition.html' title='Competition'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-1310192579734226360</id><published>2009-05-18T21:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:59:12.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This It?</title><summary type='text'>I may have come to the end of my blogging life.  (I realize I'm setting myself up royally here.  You know, "Oh, we didn't know you had a blogging life" comments and such.) I haven't decided.  It's not that I don't have things to say, but finding the time to say them, well, that's another thing.  And speaking of another thing, looks like there's a third kid on the way.  (How did that happen?!??!) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/1310192579734226360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=1310192579734226360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1310192579734226360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1310192579734226360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-this-it.html' title='Is This It?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-1020051471797047360</id><published>2009-03-26T10:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T11:01:04.259-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Not Doomed</title><summary type='text'>From Barbara Brown Taylor's Speaking of Sin: The Lost Language of Salvation :My concern is that neither the language of medicine nor the language of law is an adequate substitute for the language of theology, which has more room for paradox than either of the other two.  In the theological model, the basic human problem is not sickness or lawlessness but sin.  It is something we experience both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/1020051471797047360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=1020051471797047360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1020051471797047360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1020051471797047360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-are-not-doomed.html' title='We Are Not Doomed'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-4216041222222593845</id><published>2009-03-04T22:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:31:53.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Bruins Trade Deadline Deals</title><summary type='text'>When all was said and done, the Bruins acquired forward Mark Recchi, defenseman Steve Montador, and a second round pick in 2010.  They gave up Matt Lashoff (D), Petteri Nokelainen (F) and Martin Karsums (F).  All in all, I like the trades.  It toughens up their blue line, adds the left handed shot for the power play, upgrades Bergeron's line (I'm guessing that's where Recchi will play) and both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/4216041222222593845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=4216041222222593845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4216041222222593845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4216041222222593845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/03/boston-bruins-trade-deadline-deals.html' title='Boston Bruins Trade Deadline Deals'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-5252920525716758947</id><published>2009-02-13T07:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T07:17:25.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Since When?</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure when it happened but it did.  Somewhere along the line I stopped expecting great things from God.  Not "great things" like "oh Lord, you can provide the Ipod touch," but great things like, "This kid is struggling you can bring healing and restoration."A week ago today I returned from a denominational conference.  Somewhere during the week I made the realization that I stopped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/5252920525716758947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=5252920525716758947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/5252920525716758947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/5252920525716758947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/02/since-when.html' title='Since When?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-2855012390994806448</id><published>2009-01-11T10:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T10:55:30.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Win Anything?</title><summary type='text'>Well, that used to be true.  I won a caption contest at Marko's blog!  Woo-hoo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/2855012390994806448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=2855012390994806448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/2855012390994806448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/2855012390994806448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-never-win-anything.html' title='I Never Win Anything?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8533028432531895122</id><published>2009-01-08T10:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:39:15.468-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CC Deville'/><title type='text'>Talk Godly to Me....</title><summary type='text'>As has been mentioned previously in this blog, I was big on 80's metal and the so-called "hair bands" (and even some bands that got lumped in with the hair bands that didn't really belong to that category.)  As a guitar player and a male, it was doubly bad for me to like Poison, but I did.  CC Deville often served as the whipping boy for guitar players and critics, but I loved him. I loved his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8533028432531895122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8533028432531895122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8533028432531895122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8533028432531895122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2009/01/talk-godly-to-me.html' title='Talk Godly to Me....'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8278533519507483794</id><published>2008-12-29T11:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:24:44.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of Books 2008</title><summary type='text'>Some time ago I decided to make my own end of year list.   So, here it is, some of my favorites reads from this past year, in no particular order.  In general, I like to have a “fun” book to read along with books that will help build my faith and broaden my understanding of who God is.  Postively False: The Real Story of how I Won the Tour de France by Floyd Landis with Loren Mooney.This was one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8278533519507483794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8278533519507483794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8278533519507483794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8278533519507483794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-of-books-2008.html' title='Best of Books 2008'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-5750494131007466060</id><published>2008-12-23T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:39:27.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Worth A Read</title><summary type='text'>From Rick Reilly:  There are some games where cheering for the other side feels better than winning.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/5750494131007466060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=5750494131007466060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/5750494131007466060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/5750494131007466060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-worth-read.html' title='Well Worth A Read'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-3032513036958297975</id><published>2008-12-22T22:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:39:56.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ebay'/><title type='text'>Buddha Appears in Pastry</title><summary type='text'>I was at a party recently sitting at a table that had plates full of pastries.  I was contemplating eating what looked to be a pastry puff covered in white chocolate when I noticed something was odd about it.  Suddenly it hit me...Buddha had appeared in the pastry.I showed it to friends at the party and they agreed, yup sure enough, it was Buddha.  (Okay, they agreed that there was a man, but not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/3032513036958297975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=3032513036958297975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3032513036958297975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3032513036958297975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/12/buddha-appears-in-pastry.html' title='Buddha Appears in Pastry'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNibjcrEAX8/SVBc0g8F0vI/AAAAAAAAAFs/P9yMJio1mFY/s72-c/DSCF2280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-5739566026266471868</id><published>2008-12-01T13:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:51:10.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guns-n Roses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Axl Rose'/><title type='text'>Memo to Axl Rose</title><summary type='text'>Guns-n-Roses is no more, regardless of what you call your new band.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/5739566026266471868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=5739566026266471868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/5739566026266471868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/5739566026266471868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/12/memo-to-axl-rose.html' title='Memo to Axl Rose'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-3126705187698880143</id><published>2008-11-14T15:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:00:50.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of One</title><summary type='text'>I played on a "Fall Ball" softball team this year.  The main difference between this league and my church league as far as game play goes, is that in Fall Ball we use wood bats only and have an extra infielder.  (I like the wood bats. The extra infielder? Not so much.)     In what turned out to be our last game of the season, we were playing for the right to play for the championship.  We played </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/3126705187698880143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=3126705187698880143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3126705187698880143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3126705187698880143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/11/power-of-one.html' title='The Power of One'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-4583904940134095074</id><published>2008-09-15T10:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:14:26.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride Your Bike, Save Fuel and Make the World  Safer for Cyclists</title><summary type='text'>My five readers are aware that I recently got into cycling.  I did not get into it to be "more green"or to save gas money.  I got into it for exercise and recreation.  However, since I began riding more, I have taken to riding my old comfort bike to and from work and on little errands around town. While my "commute" to work can barely be called that as it is probably a mile round trip, taking my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/4583904940134095074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=4583904940134095074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4583904940134095074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4583904940134095074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/09/ride-your-bike-save-fuel-and-make-world.html' title='Ride Your Bike, Save Fuel and Make the World  Safer for Cyclists'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-2312997377189153545</id><published>2008-09-11T18:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:42:52.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lance Armstrong'/><title type='text'>Guess Who's Back? Lance is Back...</title><summary type='text'>Lance Armstrong has announced his intention return to professional cycling.  The complete details are to be revealed on September 24 at an event in New York.  See his website for more.The goal, it is reported, is to ( among other things) win an 8th Tour de France. Why would Lance do this?  What can he gain?  Joe Lindsay has some interesting thoughts.   Some have said it would be impossible for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/2312997377189153545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=2312997377189153545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/2312997377189153545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/2312997377189153545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/09/guess-whos-back-lance-is-back.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Back? Lance is Back...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-1530616503429799505</id><published>2008-09-01T09:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:36:11.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan</title><summary type='text'>I remember being fresh out of college in a new role as youth pastor at my church.  At the time, I thought the mere fact of my presence meant that I would have a steady stream of students coming to me looking for a listening ear, prayer, advice, counsel or some combination thereof.  Well, it didn't (and probably doesn't) work that way.  It takes time to establish relationships and trust.Dan was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/1530616503429799505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=1530616503429799505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1530616503429799505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1530616503429799505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/09/dan.html' title='Dan'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-207365711445099662</id><published>2008-08-01T13:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T14:18:46.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate...Me?</title><summary type='text'>A couple weeks ago I had the opportunity to have lunch with Brian McLaren.  We talked about evangelism primarily and I very much appreciated the time to talk with him. During the course of our conversation I told him that one of the things I admire most about him is how he deals with his more vitriolic and mean-spirited critics.  (There are critics of his who are fair and thoughtful in their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/207365711445099662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=207365711445099662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/207365711445099662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/207365711445099662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hateme.html' title='I Hate...Me?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-4650821682223316518</id><published>2008-07-15T13:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:29:04.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Shall Be First</title><summary type='text'>Bill Strickland is at it again.  I love it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/4650821682223316518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=4650821682223316518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4650821682223316518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4650821682223316518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-shall-be-first.html' title='The Last Shall Be First'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-701740740112404106</id><published>2008-06-30T12:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:41:46.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Moulton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bike blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Strickland'/><title type='text'>I Want to Ride My Bicycle</title><summary type='text'>But my knee is being a little balky these days.  A visit to the doctor today will hopefully help identify a course of action to correct the problem(s).  In the meantime, I can continue to read two of my favorite bike blogs around.Dave Moulton's Bike BlogandBill Strickland's  Sitting In.Strickland has a way with words and I've mentioned his writing in this post.  He has a great way with words and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/701740740112404106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=701740740112404106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/701740740112404106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/701740740112404106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-want-to-ride-my-bicycle.html' title='I Want to Ride My Bicycle'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-6645857026397879828</id><published>2008-06-10T11:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T12:10:41.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect?</title><summary type='text'>This past Sunday was "Children's Sunday" at our church.  (For the record, I'm not a fan of "Children's Sunday."  Either we're a community or not and having a "Children's Sunday" suggests that anything happening on other Sundays isn't for children.  My voice in this matter isn't entirely ignored since we no longer have "Youth Sundays.") As part of the day, the kids go up front and sing a song.My 4</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/6645857026397879828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=6645857026397879828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6645857026397879828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6645857026397879828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/06/perfect.html' title='Perfect?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-2350354324151065682</id><published>2008-05-15T11:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T11:47:46.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Contentment</title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling content today.  I didn't win the caption contest (at least, if I did, I wasn't notified by the date specified in the rules!)  And thus, my dream bike, (check out the video review) will remain that...a dream.I'll admit that I struggle at times with being content.  There's always the temptation to think, "Well, if I just made X much more money," or "If I only had this (fill in the blank</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/2350354324151065682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=2350354324151065682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/2350354324151065682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/2350354324151065682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/05/contentment.html' title='Contentment'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8679622143986042921</id><published>2008-05-13T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T14:52:55.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have I Mentioned</title><summary type='text'>That I love Bart Campolo?  Well I do. Check this out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8679622143986042921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8679622143986042921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8679622143986042921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8679622143986042921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-i-mentioned.html' title='Have I Mentioned'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-1192612411001621344</id><published>2008-05-13T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T14:46:02.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Shows Up</title><summary type='text'>In the most unexpected places, no?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/1192612411001621344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=1192612411001621344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1192612411001621344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1192612411001621344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/05/jesus-shows-up.html' title='Jesus Shows Up'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-6078084131749826721</id><published>2008-05-12T16:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T16:48:06.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juno</title><summary type='text'>Well, I finally saw Juno.  I have to say, I was disappointed.  Every youth ministry mag, blog, message board etc. told me I had to see the film.  I guess I can understand why; a movie about teens,  teen pregnancy, abortion etc.  Maybe my expectations were too high? (Though, I have to say I was disappointed that my wife picked Juno instead of Atonement or Before the Devil Knows You're Dead and so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/6078084131749826721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=6078084131749826721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6078084131749826721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6078084131749826721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/05/juno.html' title='Juno'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-7285148894171317684</id><published>2008-04-20T10:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T13:18:14.318-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boston Bruins</title><summary type='text'>The Boston Bruins have battled back from a 2-0 and 3-1 series deficit to tie the first round playoff series against their long time rivals, the Montreal Canadiens.    Game six was simply an unbelievable game.   I've seen a few playoff games in my day, and I can't recall a game quite like this one.  Through the game the B's trailed 1-0, 2-1, and 3-2.  When they finally took the lead 4-3, in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/7285148894171317684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=7285148894171317684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/7285148894171317684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/7285148894171317684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/04/boston-bruins.html' title='The Boston Bruins'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNibjcrEAX8/SAtURRzCWYI/AAAAAAAAACc/B0QmEdAzS_E/s72-c/1208680122_9637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-4123948833337193605</id><published>2008-04-04T19:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T19:10:12.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MS 150</title><summary type='text'>When I started cycling late this summer/early fall,  all the cycling guys I met asked me the same question: "What's your goal?".  I always replied, "I'd like to do the MS 150, but I'm not sure if I'll be ready."  Well, I better be ready, because I'm registered now!  If any of my 5 readers want to sponsor me, please go to my "Personal Fundraising Page" and click on "Donate to Participant" under </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/4123948833337193605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=4123948833337193605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4123948833337193605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4123948833337193605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/04/ms-150.html' title='MS 150'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-7957076581483222936</id><published>2008-04-02T16:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T16:29:39.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And Not so Priceless</title><summary type='text'>Today, when I got home from a bike ride, Kaylee, my 4 year old was outside.  When she saw me, her eyes lit up and she squealed, "Daddy!" as she was running toward me.  It's the sort of thing that never gets old.  I squatted down and she gave me a big hug.  Then she said, "Daddy, you smell!"  Yeah, not so priceless.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/7957076581483222936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=7957076581483222936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/7957076581483222936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/7957076581483222936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-not-so-priceless.html' title='And Not so Priceless'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-6889397062094451976</id><published>2008-04-01T15:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:57:00.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless...</title><summary type='text'>Okay, I know that every parent thinks their kid is great and so maybe I'm the only one that thinks this was "priceless" but I'll throw it out there anyway.  My 4 year old comes up to me an hour after our church worship service had ended and, totally unprompted, says to me, "Daddy, you did very good preaching this morning."  How funny is that?!?! It was pretty sweet...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/6889397062094451976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=6889397062094451976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6889397062094451976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6889397062094451976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/04/priceless.html' title='Priceless...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-5190483368544107866</id><published>2008-03-21T20:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T20:07:26.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year of Living Biblically</title><summary type='text'>So I review books for my church newsletter.  My reviews are in a column called "Brian's Book Corner," because, well, you know, I'm wicked creative.Here's what I wrote for AJ Jacobs book:The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible, by A.J. JacobsThe idea for this "book corner" came to me toward the end of seminary.  Writing about a book will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/5190483368544107866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=5190483368544107866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/5190483368544107866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/5190483368544107866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/03/year-of-living-biblically.html' title='The Year of Living Biblically'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-4338608923665342709</id><published>2008-03-12T21:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T21:50:26.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memo to Rock Stations in the Area</title><summary type='text'>Enough with the Pink Floyd already.  I can't go a day without scrolling through the rock stations and encountering Floyd.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/4338608923665342709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=4338608923665342709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4338608923665342709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4338608923665342709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/03/memo-to-rock-stations-in-area.html' title='Memo to Rock Stations in the Area'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8151095213448366876</id><published>2008-02-19T14:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T16:26:56.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Tune, In Rhythm and Breathing</title><summary type='text'>Not too long ago I used an illustration with my youth group that seemed to work for them.  We were talking about how our relationship with Jesus impacts every area of our life.  I used a guitar to illustrate this.  Each string was a different aspect of our life and when we're in tune with God, things sound nice. (A second guitar was the "God" guitar, and we would play together "in tune.")  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8151095213448366876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8151095213448366876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8151095213448366876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8151095213448366876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-tune-in-rhythm-and-breathing.html' title='In Tune, In Rhythm and Breathing'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-7923828673541147141</id><published>2008-02-04T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T10:37:16.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Old, Familiar Feeling</title><summary type='text'>It seems as though things have changed here in New England.  Or, perhaps, things have gone back to normal.  Dark, dreary, and cold with pessimism in the air.  The last four - seven years, real?  An illusion?  It's Red Sox 2003 all over again...not to mention '86 or '79.  It's the Bruins 1973  and following.   It's the Patriots pre-2001. I'm usually of the opinion that sports fans who have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/7923828673541147141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=7923828673541147141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/7923828673541147141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/7923828673541147141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/02/that-old-familiar-feeling.html' title='That Old, Familiar Feeling'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-4223740125784220927</id><published>2008-01-09T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T11:39:44.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winterfest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior High Retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Coast Conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Covenant Church'/><title type='text'>Winterfest</title><summary type='text'>Every year our Senior High retreat takes place during the first weekend in January.  The event is called "Winterfest" and it draws some 400 plus students and leaders from our denomination's East Coast Conference.I've had the privilege of being a part of the worship team for several years now and this year was no exception.  One thing that was a little different this year was that I was as sick as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/4223740125784220927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=4223740125784220927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4223740125784220927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4223740125784220927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/01/winterfest.html' title='Winterfest'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-1380731649605461203</id><published>2008-01-02T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:41:32.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter Classic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NHL'/><title type='text'>The Winter Classic</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure that my five readers, like myself, were glued to the TV New Year's day taking in the NHL's "Winter Classic" game between the Pittsburgh Penguins and the Buffalo Sabres played outdoors at Ralph Wilson Stadium.  I loved it.  I loved the idea, I loved that it was snowy and I enjoyed the game itself.  Some speculated that the hockey purists would not like it...too gimmicky, the weather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/1380731649605461203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=1380731649605461203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1380731649605461203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1380731649605461203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2008/01/winter-classic.html' title='The Winter Classic'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNibjcrEAX8/R3xm2HBhsbI/AAAAAAAAACU/eARkB9tZv5w/s72-c/homegrownsportinggoods_1844_72529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-4287898416651443070</id><published>2007-12-31T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T15:01:19.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of 2007</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so here it is, my favorite books read in 2007 (in no particular order):Sex God- Rob BellAnother great book from Bell and another in which the content won't be unfamiliar if you listen to him preach regularly.  A great book for anyone, and one I suspect could be especially helpful for a couple considering marriage.A Community Called Atonement- Scot McKnightA very accessible and moving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/4287898416651443070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=4287898416651443070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4287898416651443070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4287898416651443070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/12/best-of-2007.html' title='Best of 2007'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8924824312487478847</id><published>2007-12-17T11:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T11:05:53.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowblowers</title><summary type='text'>Is there a rule that if you're under 40 years old you can't own a snow blower?  I thought there was, but maybe I'm wrong about that.  If there is such a rule, maybe it's not such a good one.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8924824312487478847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8924824312487478847' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8924824312487478847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8924824312487478847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/12/snowblowers.html' title='Snowblowers'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-3299602832507951489</id><published>2007-12-13T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T14:51:01.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing That Clever...really!</title><summary type='text'>So, it appears as though I've made some friends on the internet.  Pretty funny stuff, I must admit.  So let's see...to review what they had to say,"If it comes down to a bare-knuckle brawl I give you this warning: You don't want to see how "M" fights. It is dirty, it is old-school, it is 60% verbal. You will not exit that stadium of blog gladiators the same man. Trust me."Now, this was posted by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/3299602832507951489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=3299602832507951489' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3299602832507951489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3299602832507951489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/12/nothing-that-cleverreally.html' title='Nothing That Clever...really!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-24103381539975615</id><published>2007-12-13T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T17:04:07.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Workaholics  and Ministry Part 2</title><summary type='text'>Well, first off, let me thank Len for directing some friends this way to comment, so, thanks Len! And to those who commented, thank you as well.My original question had very little to do with the church that used the quoted words in their job posting.  After all, if it had been about them, I would have named the church.   As one anonymous  commenter pointed out, there are many things we don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/24103381539975615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=24103381539975615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/24103381539975615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/24103381539975615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/12/workaholics-and-ministry-part-2.html' title='Workaholics  and Ministry Part 2'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-1426398589533892656</id><published>2007-12-11T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:10:11.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Workaloholics and Ministry</title><summary type='text'>I finally got around to opening the November/December issue of Youthworker Journal.  One of the articles stated that 80% of pastors surveyed felt that ministry has had a negative impact on their own family. Recently, a friend of mine pointed me to a youth ministry job posting he was looking at.  Part of the post read as follows,   "Approximate time needed to perform position: 55 hours/week (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/1426398589533892656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=1426398589533892656' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1426398589533892656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1426398589533892656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/12/workaloholics-and-ministry.html' title='Workaloholics and Ministry'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-793908360643316437</id><published>2007-12-08T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T19:30:44.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Salvation Army</title><summary type='text'>Do you want to know what, for me, has been one of the hardest things about being a father?  Well, too bad, I'll tell you anyway; it's dealing with the "noise toys."  You know the toys whose main purpose is to make noise? They can drive a normal person (like me)  insane, but apparently are entertaining for toddlers.  Then there's the more ridiculous things, like the books that add sound effects. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/793908360643316437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=793908360643316437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/793908360643316437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/793908360643316437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/12/salvation-army.html' title='The Salvation Army'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNibjcrEAX8/R1s0XrY-z6I/AAAAAAAAACM/D3ClLrbLy_w/s72-c/sa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-6066931940733686223</id><published>2007-12-02T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T18:12:02.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Sign</title><summary type='text'>Katie and I were at T.F Green airport in WARWICK, not Providence, RI the other day and she noticed this sign, which struck us both funny.  You know, you can never be too careful...I guess.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/6066931940733686223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=6066931940733686223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6066931940733686223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6066931940733686223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/12/funny-sign.html' title='Funny Sign'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNibjcrEAX8/R1M7ubY-z5I/AAAAAAAAACE/3kRAzz3Nm0g/s72-c/door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8306437981629809773</id><published>2007-11-28T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:58:39.516-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob Bell'/><title type='text'>The gods aren't Angry</title><summary type='text'>Last night Rob Bell's speaking tour rolled into Boston and unlike last time Rob Bell's speaking tour rolled into Boston, I didn't have a softball game to play in, so I went.  It was nice to see some old friends that I haven't seen in awhile, as well as some friends I see fairly regularly.  Oh yeah, and Rob's message was excellent.He started out (wait, just so you know, I didn't take notes, this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8306437981629809773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8306437981629809773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8306437981629809773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8306437981629809773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/11/gods-arent-angry.html' title='The gods aren&apos;t Angry'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-4168115829166071476</id><published>2007-11-12T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T11:18:26.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cycling'/><title type='text'>Cycling</title><summary type='text'>Well, I discovered that there may be as many as 5 people who read this blog and so I'm feeling a little guilty for not posting my long promised blog about my recent foray into the masochistic world of cycling.  Sorry 'bout that...'course if you've been reading for awhile, you knew it would take some time.  Without further ado...   My friend Tim is a crazy good cyclist.  He's a category 3 racer, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/4168115829166071476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=4168115829166071476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4168115829166071476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4168115829166071476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/11/cycling.html' title='Cycling'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-2418229388878926799</id><published>2007-09-26T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T15:27:38.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There a Message in this?</title><summary type='text'>Believe it or not, I do think about blogging, and updating my blog.  There have been a number of posts that have been generated in my head but never saw the light of the keyboard.  My next post (that is, this one) was supposed to be about my new cycling addiction, but that will have to wait.  I say this (say? type?) only to half explain the following story.My last four days have looked like this:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/2418229388878926799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=2418229388878926799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/2418229388878926799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/2418229388878926799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-there-message-in-this.html' title='Is There a Message in this?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8098509736424716515</id><published>2007-08-27T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:44:56.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclusion and Embrace</title><summary type='text'>A few posts ago I mentioned how I was looking forward to being finished with my schooling so I could get to a pile of books that I've been wanting to read.  (I know I said I'd say something more about McKnight's Embracing Grace, but I changed my mind.  It's good, read it.)Anyway, I'm now reading Volf's Exclusion and Embrace.  It's one of those books that is going to take awhile to get through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8098509736424716515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8098509736424716515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8098509736424716515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8098509736424716515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/08/exclusion-and-embrace.html' title='Exclusion and Embrace'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-1671728611515875152</id><published>2007-07-16T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T18:47:02.559-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth workers'/><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye...</title><summary type='text'>It's difficult to say goodbye, even when you know that "goodbye" is never final.Yesterday I said goodbye to two friends and their three kids.  I said goodbye to two of the best youth workers a youth pastor could ask for.  For almost 8 years, Craig and Melissa ministered alongside me and the rest of our youth ministry team, ministering to our middle school students.  There were years where they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/1671728611515875152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=1671728611515875152' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1671728611515875152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1671728611515875152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/07/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying Goodbye...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-6677001363256181153</id><published>2007-07-02T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T16:16:03.478-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost And Found'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speedwood'/><title type='text'>#193</title><summary type='text'>Well, it arrived.  Number 193 of 2500.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/6677001363256181153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=6677001363256181153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6677001363256181153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6677001363256181153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/07/193.html' title='#193'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-7209336825779455414</id><published>2007-06-21T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:47:22.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><summary type='text'>Well, I finally finished seminary.  It only took me ten years to get an M.Div. (10 years, I know, I know...it's a long story.)  One of the things I'm most excited about now that I've  finished is all the reading I can do now.  I realize that sounds stupid, after all, I read plenty in seminary, but I also collected a pile of books that I was not able to get to between trimesters.  You know how it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/7209336825779455414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=7209336825779455414' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/7209336825779455414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/7209336825779455414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/06/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-7054783213822050280</id><published>2007-05-30T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:55:21.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian McLaren on the Worship Industry</title><summary type='text'>Some interesting thoughts here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/7054783213822050280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=7054783213822050280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/7054783213822050280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/7054783213822050280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/05/brian-mclaren-on-worship-industry.html' title='Brian McLaren on the Worship Industry'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-514374794729986035</id><published>2007-05-30T09:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:55:49.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior High</title><summary type='text'>In case you missed it, this post from Mark Oestreicher is worth a read.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/514374794729986035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=514374794729986035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/514374794729986035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/514374794729986035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/05/junior-high.html' title='Junior High'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-187038159569854133</id><published>2007-05-21T07:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T07:18:33.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with Jerry Remy</title><summary type='text'>How can you not love Remy?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/187038159569854133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=187038159569854133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/187038159569854133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/187038159569854133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/05/dancing-with-jerry-remy.html' title='Dancing with Jerry Remy'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-6574162477203014274</id><published>2007-04-21T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T14:14:15.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Thought</title><summary type='text'>"The soul is the seat of the free will, of the power of choice and so of the personality.  If it submits to the guidance of the Spirit, it is assimilated to the Spirit, becomes wholly spiritual, even in its lower element."Henri Crouzel, on Origen's understanding of man, from Origen: The Life and Thought of the First Great Theologian.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/6574162477203014274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=6574162477203014274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6574162477203014274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6574162477203014274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/04/interesting-thought.html' title='Interesting Thought'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-4493986077279436860</id><published>2007-04-17T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:57:48.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy</title><summary type='text'>There's not much to say, but what there is to say Brian says well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/4493986077279436860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=4493986077279436860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4493986077279436860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/4493986077279436860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/04/tragedy.html' title='Tragedy'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tNibjcrEAX8/RiV6Z7Ha6PI/AAAAAAAAAAs/p5A1HoR8ABU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-485982810548882716</id><published>2007-04-16T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T23:05:58.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven and Hell</title><summary type='text'>Check out some interesting thoughts from Brian McLaren on heaven and hell.  His take is very similiar to Rob Bell's.  (We can make earth more like heaven or more like hell.)Anyway, if you want to check out the video, click this. Watch his message on the kingdom of God and then click on the next video at the bottom.  (If you place your cursor on the videos you'll see the titles.)Any reactions?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/485982810548882716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=485982810548882716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/485982810548882716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/485982810548882716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/04/heaven-and-hell.html' title='Heaven and Hell'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8828361275222259318</id><published>2007-04-12T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T15:36:04.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stations</title><summary type='text'>On Good Friday our youth and I set up a Stations of the Cross experience for our congregation.  We used Tony Jones's* book Soul Shaper for the prayers and added an interactive element to each station.  Some of the the elements encouraged thoughtful reflection on Christ,  others on His suffering, still others on the suffering of others and our role in helping to alleviate that suffering.  Having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8828361275222259318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8828361275222259318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8828361275222259318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8828361275222259318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/04/stations.html' title='The Stations'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tNibjcrEAX8/Rh54btBJ8oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PsHB_5VTOzU/s72-c/DSC00021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-2114404099528778225</id><published>2007-04-09T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T15:55:55.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling Stone on Battle Cry</title><summary type='text'>Somehow I got a subsription to Rolling Stone magazine...really, I'm not sure how it happened, but I think it's related to purchasing concert tickets this summer to see Extreme's reunion.Anyway...there's an article on Battle Cry in the latest issue.  You can read it here.I thought it was pretty even handed for a Rolling Stone article.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/2114404099528778225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=2114404099528778225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/2114404099528778225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/2114404099528778225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/04/rolling-stone-on-battle-cry.html' title='Rolling Stone on Battle Cry'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8633514803365594983</id><published>2007-03-08T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T00:35:43.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Schilling Blog</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I knew Mike would want to know this so here it is in case you missed it...Curt Schilling has a blog.I told you, I'm a great blog reader.By the way, anyone remember when Mike had a blog?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8633514803365594983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8633514803365594983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8633514803365594983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8633514803365594983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/03/schilling-blog.html' title='Schilling Blog'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-6401221611710872227</id><published>2007-02-27T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T11:48:27.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Pastors...did you get this one?</title><summary type='text'>I got a promo dvd in the mail from Acquire the Fire &amp; Battle Cry pumping up their tour.The cover reads, "WHO WILL RISE UP AND SAVE OUR YOUTH?"I thought about the question: "Hmm...good question...what could the answer be?"I'm still trying to figure it out, but I think the answer might have something to do with Easter.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/6401221611710872227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=6401221611710872227' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6401221611710872227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/6401221611710872227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/02/youth-pastorsdid-you-get-this-one.html' title='Youth Pastors...did you get this one?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tNibjcrEAX8/ReRHorIRSOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/w682onRes-g/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-840967370930486988</id><published>2007-02-12T02:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T12:46:20.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect</title><summary type='text'>Paying respects to Anna Nicole Smith?  Yeah, that's right.  Good stuff, check it out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/840967370930486988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=840967370930486988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/840967370930486988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/840967370930486988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/02/respect.html' title='Respect'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-1518352974868114268</id><published>2007-01-23T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T09:32:59.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing and Cursing</title><summary type='text'>It may have been my first day, I'm not 100% sure, but it was definitely early in my first year of seminary.  (It's hard to remember these things when you're on the 10 year plan.)  We were talking about blessing and cursing and my prof. made the comment that there is real power to our words when we bless...and when we curse.I've always remembered that day in class, but somehow the truth of those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/1518352974868114268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=1518352974868114268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1518352974868114268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/1518352974868114268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/01/blessing-and-cursing.html' title='Blessing and Cursing'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-3388747178052134174</id><published>2007-01-03T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T12:42:54.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Blogging</title><summary type='text'>Scot McKnight said, (or well, I guess he heard someone else say it, but he's in agreement anyway)"one can either write a blog or read a blog, but one can’t normally be good at both. " (See this post.)Let me tell, ya, I'm a great blog reader!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/3388747178052134174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=3388747178052134174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3388747178052134174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/3388747178052134174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-blogging.html' title='Good Blogging'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-8208589212515065313</id><published>2007-01-02T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T21:53:50.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of?</title><summary type='text'>It seems like I always forget that the New Year holiday always brings with it everyone's "best of" lists and other assorted lists.   Of course once again I was reminded over the past week, several times over mind you, that this is the case.  So, not to be left out...I'm not sure if this qualifies as a best of , but here's a list of some books I read this past year that stood out.Glittering Images</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/8208589212515065313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=8208589212515065313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8208589212515065313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/8208589212515065313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2007/01/best-of.html' title='Best of?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-116606952061290751</id><published>2006-12-13T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:12:00.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Request From Brian McLaren</title><summary type='text'>Since my readership is so high, I thought I'd direct some traffic Brian's way.Please check out this request from Brian  McLaren.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/116606952061290751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=116606952061290751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/116606952061290751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/116606952061290751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/12/request-from-brian-mclaren.html' title='Request From Brian McLaren'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-116564120100840518</id><published>2006-12-09T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T14:51:03.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Movie...</title><summary type='text'>Well, I finally got around to at least one movie on the list.  And the lucky winner was…Saved!  It's a bit heavy handed at times, and while I might quibble with some of the moral philosophy that seems to come through at least at one point ( a sort of, "if it feels right, it must be right" thing) I must say that I thought the movie was very good.  The fundamentalist satire is pretty good, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/116564120100840518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=116564120100840518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/116564120100840518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/116564120100840518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/12/movie.html' title='A Movie...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-116482824810417711</id><published>2006-11-29T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:24:08.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob Bell</title><summary type='text'>In case you haven't heard, I love Rob Bell.  Do yourself a favor, next time you have 33 minutes on your hands, go to http://premier.tv/ and in the search bar type "Rob Bell".  Then click the video and watch.  Or better, go do it now.(HT: Monday Morning Insight)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/116482824810417711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=116482824810417711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/116482824810417711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/116482824810417711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/11/rob-bell.html' title='Rob Bell'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115989250331810089</id><published>2006-10-03T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:23:25.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian McLaren on Steve Irwin</title><summary type='text'>I told myself that I wouldn't blog on Steve Irwin.  It just didn't seem appropriate.  I was saddened to hear of his death, especially at the thought of his kids growing up without him.  His death is tragic and there's no way around that.  Having said that, I can't deny thinking, "Well, this isn't really surprising is it?  You hang out with wild animals long enough, something like this is bound to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115989250331810089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115989250331810089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115989250331810089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115989250331810089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/10/brian-mclaren-on-steve-irwin.html' title='Brian McLaren on Steve Irwin'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115979909743038186</id><published>2006-10-02T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T10:24:57.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As Pearl Jam Would Say</title><summary type='text'>"Oh, I, yeah, I'm still alive."  You wouldn't know it from the blog, but it's true.  Taking an apologetics course in sem right now.  So far, so good, even for an online course.  I'm not a huge fan of the online learning experience, but this one has been okay, thus far. Still, I much prefer face to face interaction with classmates.Well, I know everyone must be giddy with anticipation for the start</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115979909743038186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115979909743038186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115979909743038186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115979909743038186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/10/as-pearl-jam-would-say.html' title='As Pearl Jam Would Say'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115742794472190894</id><published>2006-09-04T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:45:44.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Bruins</title><summary type='text'>Well, I wasn't going to do a Bruins post, but I know Mike would be dissapointed if I didn't.And actually, Allan Muir of Sports Illustrated does a better job than I could do.To put it simply, it would have been next to impossible for the Bruins to have a better offseason than they did.  It started with the firing of Mike O'Connell.  It's hard to see a guy lose a job, but I never had confidence in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115742794472190894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115742794472190894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115742794472190894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115742794472190894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/09/boston-bruins.html' title='Boston Bruins'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115625656392318356</id><published>2006-08-22T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T10:23:49.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>August 21st. Happy Birthday, Emma</title><summary type='text'>Emma Faith, 7lbs. 7 oz.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115625656392318356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115625656392318356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115625656392318356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115625656392318356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/08/august-21st-happy-birthday-emma.html' title='August 21st. Happy Birthday, Emma'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115568812281982300</id><published>2006-08-15T20:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T12:10:20.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SYATP: An Honest Question</title><summary type='text'>I got a flyer in the mail today advertising See You at the Pole. Now, here in New England I'm not sure how popular this activity is, and actually, I'm not sure how big it is nationwide. When I first heard about it some years ago, my reaction was somewhat negative. I've heard of some small gatherings at local high schools, but I've never discouraged a student from participating in this event, nor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115568812281982300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115568812281982300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115568812281982300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115568812281982300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/08/syatp-honest-question.html' title='SYATP: An Honest Question'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115515298777554517</id><published>2006-08-09T15:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:49:47.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Pt. 2</title><summary type='text'>You often hear horror stories from youth pastors abut how poorly they've been treated by their senior pastors and/or their congregations.  I know some of those youth pastors personally and I know their stories aren't exaggerated.  But how often do you hear about a congregation that really treats their youth pastor and his family wonderfully?  Well, let me tell you some stories about my church </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115515298777554517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115515298777554517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115515298777554517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115515298777554517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/08/thanks-pt-2_09.html' title='Thanks, Pt. 2'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115499788317241500</id><published>2006-08-07T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:44:43.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, Thanks for Nothin'!</title><summary type='text'>Nothing like losing a softball game to kill your mood. Grrr.I'm just kidding!  Losing stinks, but life is still good.Or, well,at least okay...kind of. No, I'm kidding again, life is good.  As my friends Lost And Found sing,"Joy is not in how things gojoy is in the Word and Truth we know"(The New New Song)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115499788317241500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115499788317241500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115499788317241500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115499788317241500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/08/yeah-thanks-for-nothin.html' title='Yeah, Thanks for Nothin&apos;!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115492484584527688</id><published>2006-08-06T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T12:32:04.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><summary type='text'>My wife and I very rarely go to the movie theatre. (I've always preferred the English spelling of theatre.) It is even more rare for us to pay full price for a new movie, which in our neck of the woods is $9.75. Occasionally we'll go to a matinee if it's a movie we really want to see, though I can't remember the last time we did that. Sometimes we'll go to the $2 theatre, last doing this to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115492484584527688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115492484584527688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115492484584527688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115492484584527688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/08/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115443880367942930</id><published>2006-08-01T09:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:50:53.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Papi</title><summary type='text'>He hit another walkoff homerun last night. This guy is unbelievable.  This is ridiculousness of video game proportions.From The Boston Globe:We have reached the point in hardball history where teams are going to have to start walking Ortiz even if if means loading the bases to pitch to the modern Jimmie Foxx (Manny Ramírez). This was Ortiz's third walkoff homer this year, his seventh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115443880367942930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115443880367942930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115443880367942930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115443880367942930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/08/big-papi.html' title='Big Papi'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115436318961593714</id><published>2006-07-31T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T12:26:29.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Image Based</title><summary type='text'>On my way to CHIC I was finishing  Shane Hipps' book, and came across the following:As image-based communication becomes the dominant symbol system in our culture, it not only changes the way we think but also determines what we think about.  Images are not well-suited to articulate arguments, categories, or abstractions.  They are far better suited for presenting impressions and concrete </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115436318961593714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115436318961593714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115436318961593714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115436318961593714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/07/image-based.html' title='Image Based'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115359125907361647</id><published>2006-07-22T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T19:43:25.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CHIC 2006</title><summary type='text'>I returned home from CHIC yesterday. CHIC is a youth event for the kids of our denomination. It is held every three years and is a big event for our students. This was my fourth CHIC as a youth pastor.It was an exhausting week. CHIC was held at, as Johnny Agurkis accurately describes, "the less than lovely University of Tennessee." The campus is a good sized one, with a fair amount of hills and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115359125907361647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115359125907361647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115359125907361647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115359125907361647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/07/chic-2006.html' title='CHIC 2006'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115298337334718938</id><published>2006-07-15T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T13:09:33.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Supersize  Yourself.</title><summary type='text'>So I finally saw Supersize Me. I'll say this, it was compelling to watch, but the overall premise of the movie seemed a little silly. It's not really a secret that fast food isn't good for you, is it? Some in the film argued that not enough people know this and that people need to be better educated, especially poor people. Really? Do poor or under-privileged  people really not know that this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115298337334718938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115298337334718938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115298337334718938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115298337334718938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/07/supersize-yourself.html' title='Supersize  Yourself.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115195304123204189</id><published>2006-07-03T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:57:21.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Things Shouldn't Change</title><summary type='text'>I got a card in the mail the other day from a former youth  group student, "Francis".  I've known Francis since he was in 6th grade and now he is, well, older than that, but it's been awhile.  The card said, essentially, "you've had an impact on me and my faith, thank you."  It's very humbling and rewarding to receive a card like that and yet it is a reminder that whatever youth ministry needs to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115195304123204189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115195304123204189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115195304123204189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115195304123204189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-things-shouldnt-change.html' title='Some Things Shouldn&apos;t Change'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-115134912650268394</id><published>2006-06-26T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:15:23.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Ministry</title><summary type='text'>A colleague of mine said of youth ministry “I’m ready to tear the whole thing down and start from scratch.” This is a sentiment that isn’t all that uncommon these days and it is one that we’ve heard for a few years now.Now, I have no problem with re-thinking or “re-imagining” (to use the trendy word) youth ministry. In fact, I think we need to be constantly reforming which (hopefully) requires a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/115134912650268394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=115134912650268394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115134912650268394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/115134912650268394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/06/youth-ministry.html' title='Youth Ministry'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114952823350793078</id><published>2006-06-05T13:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T15:39:50.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies I've Never Seen</title><summary type='text'>And so I wonder if this makes me a bad youth pastor. (Okay, I don't really wonder that...well, maybe just a little.)1. The Princess Bride- Never seen it, never will. I was almost forced to watch it last summer, but I played ratscrew instead. Good move, if you ask me.2. Napolean Dynamite- You get to the point where you hear about it too much, ya know? I actually heard about this one fairly early </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114952823350793078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114952823350793078' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114952823350793078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114952823350793078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/06/movies-ive-never-seen.html' title='Movies I&apos;ve Never Seen'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114875720619982878</id><published>2006-05-27T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T15:13:26.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdomworks 1995</title><summary type='text'>So, some of my old teammates from Church of the Adovcate, 18th and diamond have tracked me down.  Would love to hear from others.  So, Angi, Donna, Tricia, Matt, Nate or Christine...if you happen to stumble over hear, drop a comment, yo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114875720619982878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114875720619982878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114875720619982878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114875720619982878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/05/kingdomworks-1995.html' title='Kingdomworks 1995'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114711083596723939</id><published>2006-05-08T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T11:10:10.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight the Power!</title><summary type='text'>I'm reading the latest issue of Youthworker Journal and I'm noticing a theme in there that I've seen come up in some other places as well.Scot Mcknight (whose blog is truly a 'must read') recently had a post about women in ministry which created quite a bit of discussion in the comment section of that post. Somewhere in the midst of the debate someone made a very astute observation. She said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114711083596723939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114711083596723939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114711083596723939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114711083596723939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/05/fight-power.html' title='Fight the Power!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114680555407373332</id><published>2006-05-05T00:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T10:09:38.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Night At Fenway</title><summary type='text'>How often do you get to park for free directly across the street from Fenway? (How's that for gloating?)Well, when your brother in law works for the Sox, you can find out. You can also check out his ring.Well, the weather couldn't have been better and the seats were cool too, though not the best I've ever had at Fenway. Clement pitched well and Youkillis hit a home run and Tek nearly hit one, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114680555407373332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114680555407373332' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114680555407373332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114680555407373332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/05/beautiful-night-at-fenway.html' title='A Beautiful Night At Fenway'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114675331313619414</id><published>2006-05-04T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T10:35:13.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spencer Burke: The Church Consumerism Built</title><summary type='text'>Spencer is the founder of The Ooze and I met him at an airport following either a YS convention or the Emergent convention, I can't remember which. Anyway, we hit it off quite well and had a long conversation about faith and theology. Since then we've kept in contact periodically and I had the priviledge of reading a manuscript of his new book which will be out in August.I received an email from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114675331313619414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114675331313619414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114675331313619414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114675331313619414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/05/spencer-burke-church-consumerism-built.html' title='Spencer Burke: The Church Consumerism Built'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114661007410300435</id><published>2006-05-02T18:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T18:47:54.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Play Hooky or Not To Play Hooky?</title><summary type='text'>That was the dilemma for a time. Then I made my decision. Yeah, I'm skipping school on Thursday. It wasn't an easy decision, but I have some friends in need. You see, school is important, but sometimes you have to put your friends ahead of your studies. It's not easy, but these are the sacrifices we are called to make as Christ followers. The deal is pretty simple: my friends didn't want to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114661007410300435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114661007410300435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114661007410300435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114661007410300435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-play-hooky-or-not-to-play-hooky.html' title='To Play Hooky or Not To Play Hooky?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114623218017133078</id><published>2006-04-28T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T09:49:40.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>King of the Hill</title><summary type='text'>Saw this over at Bob Blog, thought it was great.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114623218017133078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114623218017133078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114623218017133078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114623218017133078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/04/king-of-hill.html' title='King of the Hill'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114528244126504169</id><published>2006-04-17T09:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:00:41.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Reunion</title><summary type='text'>SHOW INFORMATIONBank of America PavilionFriday, June 30th 2006Doors Open at 8:00 PMGot my tickets already, pretty decent seats (10th row).  Rock on... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114528244126504169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114528244126504169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114528244126504169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114528244126504169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/04/extreme-reunion.html' title='Extreme Reunion'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114520543943427808</id><published>2006-04-16T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T12:37:20.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He Is Alive!</title><summary type='text'>"But Christ has indeed been raised from the dead, the firstfruits of those who have fallen asleep. For since death came through a man, the resurrection of the dead comes also through a man. For as in Adam all die, so in Christ all will be made alive. "1 Corinthians 15:20-22</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114520543943427808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114520543943427808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114520543943427808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114520543943427808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/04/he-is-alive.html' title='He Is Alive!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114502247316302370</id><published>2006-04-14T09:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T09:47:53.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><summary type='text'>Isaiah 531 Who has believed our messageand to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed?2 He grew up before him like a tender shoot,and like a root out of dry ground.He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him,nothing in his appearance that we should desire him.3 He was despised and rejected by men,a man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering.Like one from whom men hide their faceshe was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114502247316302370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114502247316302370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114502247316302370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114502247316302370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114502047941119305</id><published>2006-04-14T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:34:20.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He Is Among Us</title><summary type='text'>Round the table gatheredAfter all were fedA new covenant he said"My body is this bread."Around the altar gatheredIn every place and timeSimple yet divineIn the bread and wineHe Is Among Us....-Lost And Found(Link to Artist) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114502047941119305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114502047941119305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114502047941119305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114502047941119305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/04/he-is-among-us.html' title='He Is Among Us'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114489988862857465</id><published>2006-04-12T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:44:48.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Lost And Found</title><summary type='text'> Speedwood I, II and III are apparently being sold in a package deal these days for $25 (plus shipping.) All I can say is, "What a bargain!" Actually, being from Rhode Island, I'll say, "What a bah-gin!" These are among my most favorite Lost And Found CD's, which is to say they are Lost And Found CD's.Favorite Tracks:Speedwood I: Where do I begin? I love Way Out, Rachel, The New New Song Song, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114489988862857465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114489988862857465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114489988862857465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114489988862857465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-lost-and-found.html' title='More Lost And Found'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114366545861503693</id><published>2006-03-29T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T15:50:58.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>By Way of Reminder: Subjective Experience is Inescapable</title><summary type='text'>Tony Jones recommended The Hidden Power of the Electronic Culture back on Valentines Day. I decided it was a good recommendation and ordered it. I started reading it right away and then put it down for about a month or so and have recently come back to it. (I put it down because I had other things I had to do and read, not because I wasn't enjoying it.)In the third chapter Hipps discusses how our</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114366545861503693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114366545861503693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114366545861503693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114366545861503693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/03/by-way-of-reminder-subjective.html' title='By Way of Reminder: Subjective Experience is Inescapable'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114329561661410201</id><published>2006-03-25T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:56:17.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost And Found</title><summary type='text'>Some years ago I happened onto this little band called Lost And Found. Little, as in independent and only two guys in the band. (Michael plays guitar and George plays piano.) Independent as in not tethered to a major record company located in Nashville or anywhere else. They are, as my sidebar attests, the world's greatest band. Since I've gone through a brief history of my favorite records (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114329561661410201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114329561661410201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114329561661410201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114329561661410201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/03/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost And Found'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114149218490588697</id><published>2006-03-04T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T12:09:46.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The College Years</title><summary type='text'>III Sides to Every Story came out when I was in college. It was an ambitious record and mostly misunderstood, at least by the many reviewers I read. Most simply didn't know what to make of it.Part of the problem had to do with the band finding their identity, which it took them a couple of records to do. By Pornograffiti, Extreme was beginning to shed the stupid glam metal trappings of their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114149218490588697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114149218490588697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114149218490588697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114149218490588697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/03/college-years.html' title='The College Years'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463844.post-114136599273618030</id><published>2006-03-03T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T01:06:32.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Metal Years</title><summary type='text'>The Metal Years weren't all bad.1. Steve Vai Passion and WarfareI doubt there has ever been a better rock guitar instrumental record ever recorded. Vai is the master, the complete package. Chops, creativity, crazy good technique- it's all there. A brilliant record, this.Tracks: For the Love of God, Greasy Kid Stuff, I Would Love To2. Extreme Pornograffitti Extreme's second record and a brilliant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/feeds/114136599273618030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463844&amp;postID=114136599273618030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114136599273618030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463844/posts/default/114136599273618030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingclever.blogspot.com/2006/03/metal-years.html' title='The Metal Years'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13684193162599695204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
