Ear Wax

I had a dream last night that a giant piece of ear wax fell out of my ear, and then when I woke up this morning . . . a giant piece of ear wax fell out of my ear. I'm not even kidding.

Back to School Special

I know I have been away for a while, and I apologize. School recently started back up for me (yesterday) and so that involved moving back into the dorms, getting my financial aid situation taken care of and all of that wonderful stuff.

Anyway, Monday I moved back in and found myself rather excited to do so. I figured out that I love college, at least the lifestyle part of it. Living with a few of your close friends, doing random, stupid things, and developing terribly unhealthy sleep patterns, what could be better right? The problem is, you can't live the college lifestyle, without actually having to endure the school part. If I could just live in the dorms and hang out with my friends and play basketball, I'd be thrilled to death. But this pesky little thing called class keeps popping up, and if thats not bad enough it comes along with its buddy homework to ruin the party.

Now I've only had three classes so far in my two days since school started, and I haven't had to do or turn in any home work yet, but I know its coming. I know its coming to ruin my late night hangouts and runs to Taco Bell. Is it too much to ask to be able to go to college without having to go to school?

The Olympics

I would just like to share with you a few reasons why I love the Olympics, and I can promise you most of them will not be deep, and touchy-feely like, "Oh I just love how for 2 weeks all the nations come together and stop fighting." I don't care about that crap, even if you don't fight for two weeks, everybody still hates everybody else, so really the whole peace during the Olympics thing is a facade at best. Anyway, moving on to the things I do care about . . .

The Olympics always give me hope that boxign could be big in America again. The Olympics have been the launching point for so many great fighters (Ali, Frazier, Foreman, Sugar Ray Leonard, just to name a few) that every time I see an Olympic boxing match, it gives me hope that it still has the power to launch a few more. Despite not particularly enjoying the Olympic style or scoring system for boxing, it is still one of my favorite things about the games . . .

I only get to watch water polo once every 4 years, so I take full advantage. Water polo is really quite a fascinating and entertaining sport. Basically its a bunch of guys treading water for an hour and trying to throw the past a goalie into a net while the other team is beating the crap out of them. And you don't even want to know the unmentionable things that the teams do to each other UNDER the water and out of sight of the referrees. All in all, very exciting stuff. I enjoy playing water polo in the shallow end of pools where you can run or walk the whole time instead of treading water, and its still incredibly exhausting, but its about the most fun you'll have in a pool . . .

Team USA basketball. Sure it may have lost some of its aura of invincibility over the last several years (or had it completely shattered), but I get the feeling when I watch this team that we are back. Kobe Bryant says a gold medal would mean more to him than his NBA championships, and I believe him. He never plays D like this against Golden State, I'll tell you that much. And no matter how much the rest of the world is allegedly "catching up," they still don't have a Kobe Bryant . . . Or a Lebron James, or a Dwayne Wade, or a Dwight Howard, do I have to keep going? USA all the way baby . . .

And probably the biggest reason I love the Olympics is because I get to watch sports nonstop for 2 weeks, and instead of being considered an obsessed and crazed sport fan who may or may not need therapy for his problem, I'm simply more patriotic than most.

Bits and Pieces

Just a few random thoughts floating around in my head . . .

After having seen The Dark Knight on opening night at midnight, my desire to see it again continues to grow exponentially. I'm basically at the point where I would go and see it by myself, it's just that good . . .

With the trade of Joe Rauch from the Nationals to the Diamondbacks, CC Sabathia and Prince Fielder of the Brewers become the heaviest teammates in Major League Baseball. The title did belong to Rauch along with former teammate Dmitri Young. Together the former Nationals teammates weighed in at almost 590 pounds, with the 6'11 Rauch making up 291 of that, and the 6'2 Young tipping the scales at 298. The new biggest duo combine to weigh 560 lbs, CC Sabathia measure 6'7 and 290 pounds and Prince Fielder a very robust 5'11, 270. I don't know why anyone would want to know this, but I did all of the research myself, so I am fairly certain about it's accuracy. I wonder if when the Brewers traded for Sabathia the Indians were required to provide compensation for an expanded post game food spread as part of the deal . . .

The Red Sox should probably consider not losing to the Royals, that would make me feel better about things . . .

If I were at least 6 feet tall I would definitely make a serious effort to train to compete in the Worlds Strongest Man competition. No I'm not kidding . . .

And last but not least, I'll give a special prize to anyone who can tell me where the name of my blog "echos in eternity" comes from . . .

Have a good day.

This Morning

I was sitting in church this morning and found myself wanting to stand up and scream at the top of my lungs on more than my occasion. It was actually painful for me to sit there and see what the church has become.

Since when does a prayer have to come included with mood lighting and theme music? Does that somehow make it more effective? Is God more likely to hear us if we create a dramatic scene before we talk to Him? Somehow I don't think so. It is frustrating to think that we know longer believe that an honest cry to God is simply not good enough. Or maybe its that the people who lead our churches don't believe that the love of God is enough to move their congregation, so they have to "create a mood." Maybe if we actually demonstrated the love of God in our lives we might realize that it is more powerful than any mood we could ever set.

What might be worse than this is the fact that I actually heard a preacher apologize for the fact that he was about to make a theological point in his sermon. I was at church, if he isn't making theological points, than what is he doing? Isn't it his job to make theological points on Sunday morning? What made me absolutely sick though was that after he apologized for bringing up theology in church was that he never actually made anything that resembled a theological point. I mean if you are going to apologize for something then you better bring it. You better just whack me over the head with a 2x4 with something profound and earth shattering.

I think I would like any apology for all of the sermons I've listened to that completely failed to make anything that even resembled a theological point. That's what we should be sorry for.