Author: Nathan Campbell

Nathan runs St Eutychus. He loves Jesus. His wife. His daughter. His son. His other daughter. His dog. Coffee. And the Internet. He is the pastor of City South Presbyterian Church, a church in Brisbane, a graduate of Queensland Theological College (M. Div) and the Queensland University of Technology (B. Journ). He spent a significant portion of his pre-ministry-as-a-full-time-job life working in Public Relations, and now loves promoting Jesus in Brisbane and online. He can't believe how great it is that people pay him to talk and think about Jesus. If you'd like to support his writing financially you can do that by giving to his church.

How to make incredible breakfast burritos in Six Steps

Last night, at some time around 11pm, I was talking to reader Tim Goldsmith on Facebook, and in an off hand comment (as he described a technical glitch he was having with this site) he mentioned two magic words. Breakfast burritos. I hadn’t had dinner at this point. I was inspired.

I’d had a breakfast burrito before. On the Sunshine Coast. It was delicious.

I had the ingredients. I still had the oil I’d used in the afternoon for the tortilla chips (I was planning to rebottle it to use again). I was hungry. So I made breakfast burritos. Here’s what I did…

Step 1. Cook the bacon and two eggs.

Step 2. Add some maple syrup and Worcestershire sauce to the bacon. This makes bacon delicious.

I just pour it on top of the cooking bacon – though beware, if you don’t watch it carefully it’ll coat your pan with a layer that’s almost impossible to clean. But it’s worth it.

Step 3. I had some sticky rib BBQ sauce in the fridge, so I put a dollop of that on the tortilla.

Step 4. I loaded up the tortilla with the bacon, some cheese, and then the egg.

Here’s about how cooked it was…

Step 5. Then it was into the frypan (with a bit of really hot oil – probably half a centimetre). It cooked/blackened really quickly. Heaps quicker than the chips.

Step 6. Plate up.

Delicious. It’s now on the menu if ever you come around for breakfast.

I am a Spartan. You can be too.

I realise that not everybody already owns a wicked awesome Spartan Helmet like I do…

So, if you want to be an awesome Spartan? Like me. But knitted, then by the power of SnorgTees, you can be. Join us.

Not limited to the first 300 Spartans…

You can also be a wooly viking.

Another day, another awesome timelapse

This one is from a mountain and has nice stars.

The Mountain from TSO Photography on Vimeo.

How to make awesome and amazing tortilla chips

There’s nothing like a hot snack on a rainy essay day. So today, in between essays, I made some tortilla chips. Which are amazing. Cheap. And delicious. Here’s how…

Heat some hot oil in a frypan. On the stove. I used peanut oil. On the highest temperature. With about three quarters of a centimetre of oil throughout the pan.

Wait till it bubbles a little.

Cut your tortillas into chip shapes.

Put them in oil – once the oil is hot enough each side will cook in somewhere between 20 and 40 seconds.

Put the cooked ones on a piece of paper towel.

Once they’re all done, pile them all up into a bowl and liberally apply sour cream and salsa. They’re also fantastic with mince as Nachos. And great by themselves.

In other news, watch this spider…

This sort of animal video is probably why the Internet (and in a more derivative sense, video sharing) was invented.

Spider attack from Ahmet Ozkan on Vimeo.

Love it.

Life at Ikea: A photojourney

This little photographic excursion to Ikea tightens the allen-keyed cockles of my heart.

Two guys made themselves at home in the Swedish superstore.

Via 22 Words, days ago. I’d find the link if I could be bothered.

Tumblrweed: Dads are the original hipsters

Hipsters. Love them, hate them, they’re here to stay. At least until something cooler comes along. But lets face it. Moustaches and tight clothes epitomise cool. I’d be a hipster if I could grow a mo. And if I didn’t want to mock them relentlessly. But I digress. Dads are the Original Hipsters demonstrates, photographically, that there is nothing original about our current generation of hipsters. They are just copying our dads.

The only difference is the lack of deliberate irony for most of these dads.

Che Obama: A meta shirt

From what I can gather this shirt doesn’t exist yet. But doubtless, by the power of the interwebs, it soon will. Here it is part of a “Rebranding America” design challenge.

How to launch a conspiracy theory: A flowchart

If there’s one thing the release of Obama’s birth certificate and the continuing speculation about the whereabouts of Osama Bin Laden teaches us – it’s that conspiracy theories get great mileage on the internet. So here’s how to start one.

From MotherJones.com

A timely view of the city

This is beautiful. I love a good timelapse.

Timelapse – The City Limits from Dominic on Vimeo.

A fishy Sunday School lesson

There are no words to describe just how bad this idea is.

It’s as bad as that joke that goes:
Joker: Did you hear about the guy who killed all the [disliked minority group] and one clown?
Other person: Why the clown?
Joker: See, nobody cares about [disliked minority group]

Via Reddit.

Godly music v ungodly music…

It’s important to know the difference. Apparently. Saxophone jazz is out. Saxophone muzak is in. Because it’s important that church sounds like an elevator.

You know the song “Heart and Soul” that every kid plays on the piano – it’s out. It’s a “Boogie-woogie” song, and thus unsuitable for gospel/worship music. Because it makes the body want to dance.

Could this be the best $5 I’ve ever spent…

Stop: Snuggy time

I think so. Not the cereal. The SnuggieTM. So warm and comfy.

Handling 15 minutes of Internet fame

I’ve not yet become famous on the Internet. Most people become famous on the internet for either being in the right place at the right time (the Chk-Chk Boom girl, the guy who tweeted Osama’s demise), for something that is an honest mistake that grows its own legs (Jessica Dovey, the Martin Luther King quote creator), or for doing something incredibly stupid in the presence of a camera that later comes back to bite them (the Nu-Thang guy, Star Wars boy etc). Occasionally you become famous for doing something genuinely creative – and you keep that fame by continuing whatever it was you did until it starts to make you money (David Thorne (the spider drawing guy), the Autotune the News people, Justin Bieber).

Internet fame is a fickle thing. It doesn’t last long – it’s probably accelerated beyond Andy Warhol’s 15 minutes. Lets call it 15 seconds of fame. Those in the throes of such fame are behoven to make as much of the opportunity as they can – whatever category they fall into from the list above. It probably won’t ever happen again. The internet is vast. There has been an interesting, and vaguely consistent, realisation that this is the case in a few interviews I’ve read with people experiencing such fame (or infamy)…

Here’s what the Nu-Thang guy had to say about his newfound fame:

“All the Twitter followers, Facebook friend requests and YouTube friend requests have really exploded. You really have to guard your personal information and make sure that people can’t get a hold of it. I’m a little extra cautious being an attorney and all, but besides being safe, just enjoy the ride. I’m right in the middle of it and I’m excited to see where it goes!”

People are following him on Twitter. How long will that last? I’d say not long. If he’s not ridiculously entertaining.

Jessica Dovey, who launced the fake MLK quote, told the Atlantic all about the experience.

“I was on my way to meet a friend for dinner and I couldn’t even really talk about it. I couldn’t even say, “Something I said went viral on the Internet today.” You can’t really just talk about it. Then I was in a hostel in Tokyo and I heard people talking about it behind me. I couldn’t just turn around and say, “Hey guys, that’s me.” … It just doesn’t matter that it was me. I didn’t expect or invite this. I don’t mind it, I guess. It’s positive and good and if I had to have 15 minutes of fame by some means, then I couldn’t have picked anything better.”

There’s something nice, and a little non-mercenary about these guys and the way they’ve humbly dealt with the fame. Sohaib Athar is the man who tweeted the raid on Bin Laden’s compound, without realising it… He also seems a little circumspect about his fame.

“Athar downplayed his role in the event: “I am JUST a tweeter, awake at the time of the crash,” he wrote. “Not many twitter users in Abbottabad, these guys are more into facebook. That’s all.” Just another case of being in the right place at the right time — or the wrong place at the wrong time.”

There’s something refreshing about this when you draw a contrast between these guys and ever contestant on every “look-at-me” reality TV show in the world, being unprepared for, or not looking for, internet notoriety seems to be the key to getting through it unscathed or with your reputation enhanced.

Can you think of any famous internet people whose fame has lasted beyond 15 seconds? Judging by how much I sing the “Friday” song these days, Rebecca Black has left some sort of scar/impact on the international psyche.

The Nu-Thang man: Horrible Christian rap and a nice follow up

You know how sometimes I’m forced to post speculative questions like “what were the parents of this kid thinking when they let him make a fool of himself in front of a camera”…

Well. In this case. I don’t have to. Because the guy behind this video has come forward. He’s now a 29 year old lawyer. And he responds to his viral infamy with grace and class.

“In retrospect, I think the performance shows a green-eared, gutsy attempt to passionately perform something I believed in. Does it look a little cheesy 19 years later? Sure. Are my clothes outdated even for 1992? Probably. Did I need an inhaler? A little oxygen would have helped!”

“I don’t think the purpose of the video was to convert people in the first place. Think about it. It’s a Christian TV show being watched by other Christian children…some of whom grew up and are now laughing at themselves for wearing flowery pirate pants.”