Posted by dewde in General on 04. Dec, 2009 | 51 Comments
Elliot Allen Ames arrived on Earth around 3:20am this past Monday morning. Due to the planet’s gravity, he registered 6 lbs 11 oz and he was 19.5 inches long. His 2 sisters Savannah and Sydney, who had arrived on the planet 2 and 5 years prior, were delighted to finally fulfill their dreams to hold him in their arms.
It’s no secret, Carlos Whitaker loves time lapse video. Last year he recorded his family decorating the tree using an awesome song from August Burns Red. This year, I decided to follow suit.
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Today we discovered the gender of our third child. Naturally, I made a video in Target.
While all the well-to-do rich folk are enjoying perfectly grilled filet mignon and salmon on the deck of the clubhouse, we’re lounging about on the back nine, sipping sweet tea and chewing on the Colonel’s extra crispy fried chicken, in our own private Eden.
I’m not advocating that people who do not use cuss words start using them in order to artificially impress others. Unless of course someone has a video camera rolling because as that scene plays out in my mind it is awkward and hilarious. What I am advocating, or at least questioning, is whether or not we should be judging Christians who already use cuss words as a natural part of their vocabulary.
I reach up and write with large, friendly letters the words “Stupid American” into the fog, followed by an arrow that points down and ends where my face begins. The words are written backwards inside the bus so that spectators outside the bus can read them in the right direction.
And there it was. The moment. The kind of moment that, as a parent, you both long for and fear at the same time. But as an Uncle, you get utterly blindsided by its very existence. One second I’m sucking down a hot dog twice as long as my large intestine, the next I’m staring down a once in a lifetime opportunity to validate this boy’s very existence.
Posted by dewde in Christianity on 18. May, 2009 | 2 Comments
Immediately after I dropped Part 1, I realized that I had screwed up. The things I shared, while true, were directed at another person and I had never given that person the common courtesy of telling him those things directly. So I wrote him a letter. Then I sat on it for 2 weeks. I re-read it saturday with fresh eyes and I made some corrections and put it in an envelope. By “corrections” I mean I removed a butt load of fluff, sugar-coating, and word-smithing that were an attempt to make myself sound less like a tool and more like a wise, concerned friend.
Posted by dewde in General on 17. May, 2009 | 7 Comments
The past few Saturdays we’ve watched this show on ABC called Wipeout. It’s sort of an Americanized, spay/neutered version of Most Extreme Elimination Challenge. As such, it is more family friendly. The first time our little one Savannah saw someone fall off the new Nards of Doom (a.k.a The Big Balls) she actually started crying. [...]
Posted by dewde in General on 11. May, 2009 | 13 Comments
This is a video I made for my Mom and my Mother-in-law for Mother’s Day. Take a look if you want to know how to really make Mom smile next year.
Posted by dewde in Marriage on 04. Mar, 2009 | 26 Comments
So John just posted a new entry titled I’m A Better Web Developer Than Husband. He says that he is not meaning to compare his wife to a “project” but it instantly made me think of the metaphor. Then I flipped it around in the comments and wrote the following.
The project is you, Husband 1.0. [...]
Posted by dewde in General on 02. Mar, 2009 | 6 Comments
I first became acquainted with Bill in January of 2006. He showed up on a sexual addiction recovery website, which is run by a friend of mine, called Higher Calling (http://higher-calling.com). In the typical fashion Bill introduced himself to the community. Also in the typical fashion he told us he had been using pornography regularly [...]
