Friday, September 30, 2011

Serendipity

Serendipity Defined:

Serendipty Experienced:


The Great Lawn Central Park
VIP Section Black Eyed Peas Concerts
The stage in front of us, 50,000 people and the city lights behind us

Rain

Connect Four
101 West 75th St # 1, New York, NY
http://www.divebarnyc.com/

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Anberlin & Switchfoot

September 25
Facebook Status Says: yes i have tickets... but not to the gun show... heading up broadway to the atomic tom, anberlin, and switchfoot show... yay! 

September 23
Thought: Gosh, there are a lot off good looking men out this evening.  Oh yeah, that's right I'm in Chelsea.  Correction: There are lots of good looking gay men out this evening.
Late night dinner in Chelsea  at http://www.westvillenyc.com/ following all city wide worship.

September 22
Night out with my photopgrapher friends Shannen http://shannennatasha.blogspot.com/ and Angi http://angiwelsch.tumblr.com/ in Brooklyn at http://www.radegasthall.com/

To the boys who joined our table -Yes, there is also an 8 in the year that I was born - 1978.

September 20
Monumuental Small Group: the first small group meeting that I have ever attended where someone showed up completely wasted.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Malawi Dates

So last night around 8 pm, I get this text...


So I head two stops further downtown to arrive at Canal Street... Tribeca...

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

It Just Happens

And then one day it just happens.

It comes out of the blue - completely unexpected.
Well, not completely.

After all, it had been the very thing that you had been hoping for all along.
Yet, you had become skeptical.

But all of sudden it's there.  And it's magical.  And he's into you and you're into him.
And it's this instant connection sort of thing that you've heard other people talk about, but you just didn't dream to be possible.

And you're wondering, what the heck?
How did THIS happen? 
And is this for real? 

I'm thinking it is.

Congrats to my friend who met someone over the weekend! 

Sunday, September 4, 2011

My Dog Doobie

My favorite sign in Central Park is the one next to the pond that says, "No dogs allowed in water."  It's my favorite, because to my knowledge, even seeing eye dogs are illiterate, and so the sign makes me smile as I think of a dog running right past the sign and jumping into the water, attempting to fetch a stick that an illiterate 5 year old named Billy tossed into the water.

The nearby park officer may be frustrated with the dog (named Sparky) for his blatant disregard for the sign, but really it's not Sparky's fault.  He can't read. 

I selected the name Sparky for my hypothetical dog because that was the name of my Dad's dog; he sounded like a great dog, but I never got to meet him because he was dead before I arrived on the scene.

But I did get to meet Doobie... my family took Doobie in when some lady from our church showed up up on our doorsteps in tears because she was getting married to man who already had 4 or 5 kids, and he didn't want the dog.

The woman's tears convinced my mom, and my mom convinced my Dad, and within a few months of taking Doobie into our home, we were all convinced we had made a miserable, but undoable mistake.

We probably should have read the warning signs,

I mean first of all, the dog's name is/was Doobie...








 (I understand that the sign is intended for the dog's owner; however, the sign appears to address the dog rather than the human who is accompanying the dog.)



  If I believed in reincarnation (which I don't) and came back as a dog (which, if I had to reincarnate as an animal, I'd prefer to return as a dolphin - I think...as long as I didn't get suckered into working at Sea World.  I wouldn't want to do that for my dolphin career.  Movies on the other hand - I wouldn't mind being featured in a National Geographic documentary...)