• I am Jack’s sense of “he’ll keep call­ing me”
• Why You Should Make Your­self A Google Profile
• Kill Frozen Win­dows Apps Eas­ily [Win­dows Tip]
• Ten Things I Wish I Had Done When I Was Twenty
• Groovin the Moo fest ready to rock
• Townsville city heart to beat again
• Townsville mall makeover gets green light
• The Shadow of Giants
• Impec­ca­bly Ren­o­vated Terrace

I have per­haps two more posts on the envi­ron­ment in me, one com­ing up next… and one that’ll be the final ver­sion of my Salt arti­cle. I’m a bit bored with it any­way. For now.

So, if you want to sug­gest a new topic for me to think about and write about go for it. I promise it will be as hyper­bolic and intol­er­ant as I am capa­ble of.

Also — I am con­sid­er­ing writ­ing about sin­gle­ness. I was sin­gle once. Spec­tac­u­larly so. And I think I’d like to write about it while I can still empathise with those strug­gling with it now. Plus it’s always top­i­cal. Any bet­ter ideas?

The pirate v ninja debate always seems stu­pid to me. Nin­jas could take down a Somali pirate quicker than a US Army sniper could say what­ever it is they say before pulling the trig­ger. But if you have per­sis­tently insis­tent friends you can shut them up with this inflat­able duelling pirate and ninja set. Found here.

If you’ve decked out your bath­room with the pre­vi­ously men­tioned blood­stained cur­tain and bath­mat then you’ll no doubt be really keen to get these com­ple­men­tary lamps. They’re not cheap.

Just what you’ve always wanted. A way to turn Russ­ian Roulette into a fun party game. With bal­loons. It could dou­ble as a starters pis­tol for those aller­gic to gun­pow­der and will­ing to put up with five rounds of uncer­tainty prior to a race…

Why you’d want this Kiss head in your room pretty much speaks for itself.

But per­haps you’d be more excited if you knew the tongue was a plasma lamp.

Get yours today.

I was once con­vinced (and prob­a­bly still am) that that which divides art from the every­day is the frame an artist puts around some­thing. The dec­la­ra­tion that it is, in fact, art. With­out a dec­la­ra­tion the thing is just a thing.

Turn your fruit into art with this rev­o­lu­tion­ary still life fruit bowl. I would buy one of these. If K-Rudd had given me my money.

Anony­mous com­ments aren’t much fun for any­one. Unless they’re loaded with unin­ten­tion­ally funny vit­riol. I can almost imag­ine how much fun this com­ment on Simone’s blog would have been to write. It’s from an old post of hers cri­tiquing a Chris­t­ian rewrite of Leonard Cohen’s Hal­lelu­jah (which for those of you who are cul­tur­ally arro­gant is the same as Jeff Buckley’s Hal­lelu­jah and the one on the Shrek Sound­track). You can hear the Chris­t­ian rewrite here. You can read the com­ment in its orig­i­nal con­text here. And you can indulge in a lit­tle bit of voyeurism by check­ing out Simone’s hus­band Andrew’s pub­lic but thought­ful dis­agree­ment with his wife on whether lack­ing cul­tural sophis­ti­ca­tion is sin­ful here.

Here’s the anony­mous com­ment. Beautiful.

Ok, first of all, you do not know the first thing of what ‘chris­t­ian’ means if you ever put it in quotes. so dont do it again.
sec­ond of all, if some­one says “i just want,” you have no idea if that is true or not; just because you are self­ish does not mean that every­one is.
lastly, there is no right or wrong in how you lis­ten to music. i mean, that is the stu­pid­est thing ive ever heard! why would there be music if poems would do? i am a record­ing artist and song com­poser, so i should know.

I’ve just about had enough talk­ing about Mark Driscoll for a while — so I’m sure you have too. But his lat­est post on his own blog is all about Mars Hill’s first inter­state church plant — that will be a video cam­pus and prompt changes to the Mars Hill video strat­egy. Only one cam­pus will be get­ting his talks live — every­one else will get them a week later.

Here’s what Driscoll says about the video cam­puses — which is inter­est­ing. There’s no doubt his inten­tions for the expan­sion are for many peo­ple to be reached — but I still feel like that would be best achieved using real people.

In con­clu­sion, I doubt our peo­ple will care much. The evi­dence shows that every one of our video cam­puses has higher mem­ber­ship, higher Com­mu­nity Group par­tic­i­pa­tion, and higher finan­cial giv­ing than the Bal­lard Cam­pus where I preach live. Those peo­ple who com­prise our video cam­puses tend to be most devoted to liv­ing sac­ri­fi­cially on mis­sion as the church. Those who come to hear me preach in Bal­lard are a mix of lost peo­ple, com­mit­ted ser­vants, and Chris­t­ian con­sumers who need to get on mission.

Since our video cam­puses are excelling at liv­ing mis­sion­ally by bring­ing the gospel to neigh­bor­hoods around and now beyond Seat­tle, we are excited to be chang­ing the ser­mon deliv­ery method in order to allow more cam­puses to exist as quickly, cheaply, and effec­tively as possible.

It’s nice that you choose to pro­mote a Chan­nel 10 pro­gram in your morn­ing break­fast pro­gram, but please note, in future, that there is no hered­i­tary tran­si­tion from father to daughter-in-law.

So Bob’s weight­loss suc­cess does not “run in the fam­ily” just because his daughter-in-law Tiffany was run­ner up.

That is all.

Oh wait, no it’s not. This is prob­a­bly an appro­pri­ate post to point out that the chef judge in Mas­terChef Aus­tralia is the king of the non sequitous segue. I’m going to keep a run­ning count in the next episode I watch.