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The word for today is “circuitous”
12/26/2007, 6:00 pm
Filed under: Christmas, Nostalgia, Spirituality

A grey day. Country roads. Christmas. If you were in a climate controlled environment and couldn’t feel the 60 degree air outside you would probably say that it looks like snow. A lethargically beautiful grey day. Due to a completely random sequence of events the Cure’s album Disintegration is playing. I am driving my father’s car. I am taking the long way.

The thing that strikes me about this scene on this day is that I have experienced it before. It was 17 Christmas’s ago and, by strange coincidence, I was 17 years old. It was a tape playing the Cure, not a cd of MP3’s. It was my parent’s car I was driving. I was taking the long way.

My age has doubled and yet I find myself in the exact same spot again. Have I traveled some weird, 17 year long circuitous loop? Or, maybe I have passed this point before without realizing it.

Of course the geek in me is wondering, “What medium will I be listening to Disintegration on the next time around?”

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Emerald City Christmas Adventure
12/22/2007, 8:33 am
Filed under: Christmas, Happy!, Social

I headed down to Greenville last weekend to attend a Christmas party and to hang out with Martha and Speight. Mutual friend Jenny tagged along to check out what Greenville was all about and hilarity ensued. Or, if not hilarity; at least a lot of drinking.

Pictures are up in the Gallery, and here are a couple of videos from the Carol sing-along with host extraordinaire Will at the piano:
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Singing Carols!
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Singing some more
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And one more time
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Optimistic Opine
12/21/2007, 11:31 am
Filed under: Christmas, Happy!, Music

A little Christmas ditty going out to all the future ex’s.

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I’ll keep you warm in December
Warm when the cold breezes blow
My arms so lovin’
A kind of oven
To melt the sleet and snow

This heart that glows like an ember
Longs to be loved just by you
If it could be so
Then you’d keep me so
Warm in December too

If it could be so
Then you’d keep me so
Warm in December
Ooh it’s cool in December
Please keep me warm in December too

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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
11/28/2007, 10:40 am
Filed under: Christmas, Music, Nostalgia, Spirituality

OK, it’s not a Christmas song per se, but it is one of my favorites from Sufjan Stevens’ Christmas collection.

With all my learnings, all my readings, and all my agnostic admissions; gospel songs still move me to a place of reverence. Hypocritical? Nah, I think it’s just that I’m a good southern boy at heart. I guess some of that upbringing can never be learned away.

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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
By: Robert Robinson, 1735-90

Come, Thou fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by Thy help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

Oh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be;
Let that grace now like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to Thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
Prone to leave the God I love.
Here’s my heart, oh, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

Oh, that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in the blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy wondrous grace!
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send Thine angels soon to carry
Me to realms of endless day.