Saturday, March 19, 2005
For descriptions of what activities are considered sports please see Rob Barnes, An Exhaustive Concordance of Know Sports, Crack House Publications, New York & London, 1998. This is the authoritative guide to see why activities such as field hockey, soccer and volleyball are not sports. Here is a short example of some of the criteria present in the book:
1. use of whole body in the execution of the said activity
2. whether participants are “soft,” “European,” or “’soccer’ player like”
i.e. only goalies can use their hands in “soccer” or “football” (this field activity can not even figure out what it should be called), the participants in this activity frequently fall down acting as if they just shattered their tibia or femur, only to jump back up fix their hair and begin running around again.
I don’t have the time or energy to run through the known list of activities in order to demonstrate why they are simply modes of transportation, games, or social outings, but feel free to comment if you have any thoughts
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Saturday, March 12, 2005
Thursday, March 10, 2005
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Well its 1:20am and I just finished my take home Gospels mid-term. Its due tomorrow at 8 in the morning, so I wont get much sleep tonight though I did have five days to finish it. I’ve always thought that getting older (but seemingly not wiser) would be the magical drug to cure my chronic procrastination. Maybe there’s one out there called Willpowtrix or Nowbitrol possibly even Initiatrol, Im sure the positive effects of the drug would be outweighed by diarrhea, intestinal bleeding, lose of appetite, insomnia, hairloss, passive-aggressiveness, movie marathons and an overwhelming desire to write a post and not a paper. But the commercial would be great, a cosmopolitan man or women walking, bag in hand in the middle of a city park flanked by tall mature oak trees and people having picnics. This person would be smiling like a person relishing in a secret only they know. They would sit down unfold a sandwich wrapped in wax paper (demonstrating the care and time they took preparing the sandwich) place it next to them and pull out of their bag a newspaper with the days date clearly marked on it, Feb. 12. Time elapse to the person tossing the sandwich wrapper into the trash can with newspaper tucked and folded tightly under their arm. The camera would zoom to this person’s face showing the same gleeful smile as before as they approached a mail box, then the camera would move to the person’s bag as this individual draws out a parcel of mail. Raising the parcel just slightly higher than their head, as if in triumph, (showing the audience the address there on) the man or women would drop their completed taxes into the mail. Fade out as the person walks away from the mail box with a contagious sway in their stride. Sweet I’ve wasted another thirty minutes.
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Sunday, March 06, 2005
We get to have a little connection to Chico tomorrow when David Lim stops by for lunch. If anyone wants to fly out and join us, feel free. We love to have company!
Dear Friends and Family,
After three years of marriage we have finally figured out how to write a letter (we both missed that lesson in 3rd grade). Well... we are in St. Louis, Missouri... "Missoura" if you’re a local. Dan will begin his third year at Covenant Theological Seminary this month, so he’ll be able to answer any questions regarding the nature of the universe in about one more year. He’s interning at our church which means he plans the Men’s Camping trip once a year... and somehow that means he gets to have his name under "Intern" in the church bulletin year round. Needless to say, he’s earned quite a name for himself from the elders in the church regarding his cooking (not preaching) prowess. I’m sure those of you from Covenant in Issaquah wish he had those cooking skills in Mexico.
Dan is learning a lot in his seminary classes, but concerning the Biblical languages, you know what they say, "It’s all Greek to me." He has enjoyed his professors and the seminary community (which means watching baseball on opening day in the afternoon with four other guys, all of whom had wives at work, working to pay for seminary). I have to admit, that has been hard for me to get used to. I guess I can’t be too hard on Dan since he started his own business (The Tree Shepherd) this year. He is not an Ent, but a professional tree trimmer, soon to become a certified Arborist. He even purchased a chipper truck on e-bay that has turned out to be a life-saver. I can’t say I feel great about him hanging from ropes while using a chain saw... but as long as I can’t see him, it’s okay. This business has allowed him to create his own hours, which those of you who know Dan, know that suites his personality perfectly!!
After working two jobs the past year, one at Starbucks, and one at our church, I have decided to hang up the green apron. Even though Dan begs, I refuse to make him coffee at home. I now work almost full time as the administrative assistant at our church (Crossroads Presbyterian Fellowship). It’s been great to have first hand experience in the ministry we are working towards. I definitely miss being a part of the TV News business, but enjoy the slower pace of an office. Dan has a hard time tearing me away from watching the evening news. Although he is usually in the kitchen cooking us dinner, so it doesn’t really matter.
We bought our first home right before Christmas and moved out of the seminary housing we were living in. It has been a great and trying experience. We miss the community in the seminary apartments but have enjoyed being closer to our church family and my job. I am now able to walk to work... when it’s not seven below. Dan has been a great fix-it man, I didn’t know he knew how to mess with electricity, gas lines and sewer lines. Concerning the sewer line... that’s a story we really don’t want to get into... although the rubber boots we bought on our Honeymoon did come in handy.
Well, everyone keeps telling us that after the house comes children. However, the only addition to our family we are considering is a pot bellied pig. We’ve even picked out a name, Henry. We also have two cats, Eddie and George, who keep us more than entertained. Unfortunately, my goldfish I had for 6 years who survived the 42 hour trip here, didn’t survive the two inch move to a new tank of water. Dan buried him outside our seminary apartment and even made a little cross for his grave.
So, we are looking forward to a new semester for Dan, and for me more involvement on our church’s Mercy Ministry Team. Also, we will be going on a short term missions trip to Haiti at the end of July. We hope this will be the first of more letters from our neck of the woods, but don’t hold your breath. We miss all of you tons!
Dan and Alyssa