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pictures from the weekend

2009-05-19T20:04:00.004-05:00

Blue Monkey for Birthday Drinks.

Jenna and Allie for breakfast coffee.

The Sunset on the Mississippi River from BBQ Fest.

Railroad tracks in Memphis.

great sense of direction?

2009-05-11T20:22:00.005-05:00

I recently have travelled to a couple of places (New Orleans; Pinnacle Mount, AR) with two friends who've claimed to have incredible senses of direction. They managed to maneuver us around in circles in New Orleans for a few hours--at least it felt like that.

I also have a mom who is directionally challenged. She claims it to be a disability. (I don't know if the ADA covers that.) I think she only says that because she wants some understanding when she turns left after I tell her to turn right.

My father is a forester and land surveyor, and made his living by navigating the moss on the trees to find his way. For as much as I feel that I've inherited my father's gift, I choose to not declare that I have a great sense of direction. Because that means tomorrow I'll get lost when I walk to work or something crazy like that.

some pictures from in and around memphis

2009-05-10T21:11:00.002-05:00

quick update

2009-03-21T11:34:00.003-05:00

The past month went a little like this:

Went to St. Louis for some work-related stuff and got to tour the Budweiser Brewery (w/ free samples) and go to the top of the Arch. The Arch was a little scary. It's really tall and you have to sit in this little Jetson's-like contraption to get to the top.

I got back from St. Louis and got sick. Really, really sore throat. I voluntarily went to the doctor, which is not normal. They said that I wasn't sick. I begged to differ. Regardless, the next two weeks were painful, but extremely busy at work.

In the midst of that, I went skiing in North Carolina. I wasn't too sick to go skiing.

My mom and Aunt Liz came to visit me the next weekend. We went down to Tunica, Mississippi and played the penny slots. High rollers!

I had a weekend off and played in a whiffle ball tournament. It was around that time that I found out that my scheduled trip to Reynosa, Mexico with some students at Rhodes had been cancelled due to some recent violence on the Mexican border. So, it was during the first half of the Duke/Carolina game (last one of the regular season) that I decided to go with some other students to New Orleans to help with rebuilding.

And, now, I just got back from that adventure. I'll be posting stories about New Orleans on the Rhodes College blog. If you're interested, you can read those here: Rhodes College Blog.

snowy morning in memphis

2009-01-28T21:26:00.005-06:00

All of these pictures were taken on the campus of Rhodes College in Memphis, TN.

The mighty Charles Diehl statue stands tall against the backdrop of Burrow.

The snowy landscape from the courtyard of Stewart.

A wall.

A bench in gray.

The fence, outside of Bellingrath Hall.

licking, missouri

2009-01-21T21:09:00.008-06:00

So, I went on a road trip this past weekend. I detailed it (sort of) on my blog for work. Check it out if you want: road trip blog

Here are a couple of pictures from the trip...

Old trucks somewhere in Iowa

Sunset somewhere in Arkansas

Mistiming our self-timed jumps.

the biltmore

2009-01-14T14:55:00.005-06:00

On my recent drive to NC, I made a slight detour to view the Biltmore House. My parents say they took my brother and I there when we were younger, but neither of us remembers it. So, I turned my 11 hour drive into a 13 hour trip. And, I had some good conversations with people and got some decent pictures. (Each of these was taken separately.)

oh, funny stuff

2009-01-05T15:55:00.002-06:00

Great video if you haven't seen it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OI_FO4QaIR4&feature=related

back to back

2008-12-18T07:48:00.002-06:00

I have a bad habit of overbooking myself. And, I like to deceive myself into believing that I manage my time well. But, I can take yesterday as a fine example of how I can exhaust myself because I can't say no.

Work was pretty busy, as we are preparing to close down our part of the College for the Christmas season. I left work to go to dinner with some friends. It was interesting...my first trip to the local Indian restaurant. I left dinner, running late, to head with some other friends to the University of Memphis basketball game. That game left me a little queasy. I still can't figure out if that's because of the Indian food or the fact that Memphis held on to a win a game when they should have stomped on their opponent like an 18 wheeler would roll over a Prius. So, I got back to the apartment around 10...the time that I like to wind down and relax. But, no, instead I agree to go on a ghost hunt around campus. The ghosts were sleeping or not in a mood to play. I got home late and woke up early to get some things done this morning. And, now, I'm going to rely on some strong coffee to help me make it through the day.

shoes

2008-12-10T10:11:00.000-06:00

I've recently fallen into the trap of deciding shoes based on whether I want my feet to be comfortable or whether I want my feet to look nice.

Too bad that many of my shoes (at least for work) are not both fashionable and comfortable at the same time!

humility

2008-12-03T18:48:00.003-06:00

Earlier today, I was studying some GRE vocabulary words. Here's one I need to remember more: Humility. Let's use it in a sentence...George thought vary highly of himself, but was considered by others to lack humility.

Dictionary.com's definition strikes me..."modest opinion or estimate about one's own importance, rank, etc."

Oh, I love how lacking humility, at least in my case, often ends up with me getting slapped in face with some moment of reality when I learn how I'm no better than the next person. That happened today. I sent an email and used some wrong terminology. And, in turn, I received a well-intentioned, but painful, email that put me back in my place. The specifics are not important. It's the lesson that matters.

Too often, I overestimate my importance, and, many times, at the cost of another. To make myself more important, I demean someone around me. Sometimes I use humor to make it seem okay, but it's not. And, eventually, I end up with that knot in my stomach that reminds me that, not only do I now want to vomit, but we're on the same field. Oh, this sucks.

Yes, we're all bowl eligible...

2008-11-30T19:36:00.003-06:00

Yesterday, I make the long (2 hour) trip up to Raleigh to watch the NC State Wolfpack defeat the Miami Hurricanes. My cousin, Samuel, works as a manager for the football team. So, some of our family goes up to the games to support Samuel and enjoy the game and tailgating. With the Wolfpack and the Clemson Tigers winning yesterday, that makes 10 of the 12 teams in the ACC eligible for bowl games. And, they said we were a weak conference.

Here are a few of the photos from the game...

To be thankful for...

2008-11-27T20:08:00.004-06:00

So, on this Thanksgiving Day, I thought I'd post a few of the things that I'm thankful for...

funny faces...

beautiful babies...

and priceless memories with family!

pictures from my vacation...thus far

2008-11-26T17:55:00.005-06:00

Sunset from the back porch.

Zac Brown, my cousin, leading his team back into the game.

Aidan Brown, not paying attention to Zac playing

Maddie and her friend

Hunter...so cute

Hunter, again, posing for me

Winston, in a rare, calm moment

starting to give thanks

2008-11-21T20:52:00.009-06:00

I arrived to NC yesterday, to spend Thanksgiving with my family. Apparently, we like to draw out the celebration to about a week's worth of events. It begins with Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow with the Simmons side of the family. That being said, I scanned a lot of old pictures of the Simmons family today. Below are some of my favorites:

My mom and Dad getting ready to move to SC (1975-ish)

Dad and Uncle Sandy (1970-ish)

Pa, carrying my dad, with Aunt Paulky and Uncle Sandy (1951)

My dad, Aunt Paulky and Uncle Sandy (1956)

Aunt Susan, my Dad, Uncle Sandy and Aunt Paulky (1956)

recovering

2008-11-19T06:54:00.003-06:00

On Monday night, I made the decision to go to a basketball game between the University of Memphis and the University of Massachusetts. This is normally not a big deal, but the game started at 11 pm. It was all part of ESPN's 24 hours of basketball...though I think they took a break between 6-10 am. Regardless, the game was good.

I did take, what I like to call, a "Khorey Baker 3rd Quarter" nap. I dozed off for a few minutes in the second half. But, all in all, the game was entertaining, even though it ended at 1:30 am...on a school night.

Yesterday morning, I woke with a sore throat and the achy feelings of getting a little sick. I'm still battling that right now. I've got some Cold-Eeze, Afrin and Tylenol Cold and Flu.

I leave tomorrow to head to NC for about ten days. I've found out that my family likes to extend Thanksgiving, so some festivities will begin this weekend. Good thing I booked that ticket for when I did.

Yes, I'm Decorating...and I know it's early

2008-11-15T09:28:00.003-06:00

I've decided that I'm decorating my apartment for Christmas this weekend. So, I love Christmas. The trees. The lights. All of the sights, sounds. I love the smell of Christmas. (By the way, to me, Christmas smells like apple cinnamon.)

My snowman was ready to come out of storage, so I had to comply. Plus, the Santa Claus in the background sings while he rocks in the rocking chair. I mean, you can't keep that hidden.

So, my decorating traditions include watching Love Actually while decorating. Once the movie is done, I'll probably put on a listen Christmas music. And, I don't want to hear any chastising because it's still the middle of November. I'm leaving next week for ten days. Then, I'll be back here for only a few weeks before heading home for the holidays. This way, I get to enjoy it all!

James Bond

2008-11-14T08:31:00.002-06:00

Before last night, I had seen one James Bond movie in my lifetime. For me, that was enough. But, I gave into peer pressure and went to the midnight showing of Quantum Solace. Now, I can say that I've seen 1.5 James Bond movies. Well, that might be generous, because I think I feel asleep about 40 minutes into the movie. And, I'm okay with that.

a new update

2008-11-12T22:03:00.005-06:00

Well, the number one story on the news in Memphis tonight was about how a mom got on a bus with a gun. Maybe I should have watched more, but I quickly changed the channel to some sporting event...football, I think.

So, I wanted to post some pictures from my recent events. First, I travelled on a whirlwind trip through the Carolinas not long ago. I flew into Charlotte, drove to Buies Creek for Campbell Homecoming, drove to Hilton Head for a conference, and then back to Charlotte to fly out.

While in Hilton Head, I did some alligator hunting. Here are a couple of pictures of my successful trip...

That's the alligator in the background.

This is my dad searching for some colorful leaves for me to photograph. And, some of the leaves are below.

In my week back in Memphis, I've managed little beyond lying on my couch recovering from an illness that overtook me. I did, however, make it to a recent service project for Mortar Board, an Honor Society that I advise here. The characters in those pictures were played by some of our outstanding seniors!

Biscuit the Dog and Pig are "making out"--oh, the things we do when we get bored.

right vs. right

2008-10-23T11:00:00.002-05:00

I think I worry too much about saying things in the right way rather than saying the right thing. Maybe I'm overthinking this, but....

I think that we live in a culture that tries to see too much behind what a person is saying. Perhaps, that's because too few people make themselves transparent and even fewer actually say what they truly mean to say. I'm guilty. I distinctly remember a time in my life when I played these mind games where I would say something (that I didn't really mean) in order to evoke a reaction or a primed response.

I think I'm even guilty of believing that this a new concept to my generation. In fact, it's probably been around for centuries. Maybe that's why Jesus spoke in parables. Because the disciples were looking for something deeper than His words provided.

Whether I'm naive or just not that deep, I'm ready for a shift to the organic. Real and true cultivated relationships, where you don't wonder what the other person meant when they asked if you wanted a regular coffee or a latte.

iowa for the weekend

2008-10-19T08:45:00.004-05:00

I went to my first Campbell University football game this weekend...in Iowa. My friend Kelli and I met up with other friends from Campbell (Scott, Hayley, Shaun, Melissa, Jacob, Joel and Rebecca) in Iowa. We started off our Saturday at the Iowa State/Nebraska football game. At some point, in the 3rd quarter, to drive to Des Moines to catch the last half of the Drake/Campbell football game.

When we left Ames, Iowa the score was Drake: 3; Campbell: 0. When we got to the Drake Stadium, Drake had scored a few more times. We did, however, manage to find a gate keeper who let into the stadium for free. He told us Campell needed our support. We cheered...or at least tried to. Scott and Shaun made up a new fight song. It's short, it's simple, it's rousing. (O Campbell, we love thee. Fight, fight, fight to Victory.)

The final score was something like 45-0. We're hoping that this was the last big defeat. I think the boys need some encouragement. We're hoping for some turnaround, so that we can return to victory at Homecoming.

football in the south

2008-10-04T08:32:00.003-05:00

Prior to moving to Tennessee, I never knew that Saturday afternoon football games were an time to dress up in shirts and bowties (for men) and sundresses (for the ladies.) See, my family was never all that enthusiastic about football. We were a little more focused on basketball and baseball/softball. I think things started to change when my brother played football his senior year of high school. (We had reason to like football before that: 1. My uncle was an amazing high school football player and 2. I grew up under the shadow of the winningest football coach ever, John McKissick.)

I thought you would wear jeans and a shirt/sweatshirt that bore the colors of the team for which you were cheering. I thought you watched the game and cheered for your boys. I thought, perhaps incorrectly, that football games were about football.

But, now, the SEC tradition of football in the South has changed the way I see Saturday afternoons in the fall. It's not about the game; it's about the tailgate. It's not about cheering; it's about seeing people and being seen. It's not about winning; it's about corn hole, beer pong and who can hold the most alcohol. Use Ole' Miss here as an example.

In other news, I took the picture below last night on the Mississippi at sunset. I think it's pretty cool. The bridge is I-40 passing over the Mississippi River.

some pictures

2008-09-25T18:37:00.004-05:00

Reflections

The stairs at City Museum

Habitat for Humanity Build--Adam and I were cutting the boards

Habitat for Humanity--after a rain shower, lots of mud and some house building

my job and my life

2008-09-07T10:07:00.003-05:00

Sometimes it's hard to distinguish between the role of my job from the rest of my life. I mean, the line is easily blurred because I still live in College Housing. (Two notes about that: 1. It's a great way to say money and live nicely. 2. I've made my apartment to feel completely different from the atmosphere of a college dorm.) But, when I go home from my office, I'm still at work. I have to address issues that I see when walking somewhere on campus. Do you know how hard it is to always be "on call" and alert and ready to be seen as the "bad guy?" It's certainly not easy. But, I do like a challenge.

So, let me talk (er, write) a little more about this strange dichotomy that exists between being available to the students and seeking a balance in my life. Some staff here would say that you need to make sure that you have time for yourself. Others would focus on being available to the students with whom you work--get involved. And, most would say that we all need to find a balance between those two things, get involved and get a life of your own...outside...away from the campus gates. I just don't know how to do it.

I look at my life right now. See, this weekend was suppose to be pretty relaxed. Chill. Lots of down time to recover from the crazy month of August. But, now, I'm looking at what I've got to do and I'm like, "where did all of these commitments come from?" I worked with my boss to get her to agree to talk about my having a dog in my apartment. And, that alone was a great victory. But, looking at the situation from a responsible mindset, I realized that it would not be fair to the dog that I would own. I'm not home enough, on a regular basis, for the dog to receive the love and attention that it would deserve. I believe that many people in my profession, especially those in Residence Life and Student Activities, feel this burden. How can I even think about settling down when I'm not capable of dutifully attending to a pet? I imagine a husband (and one day kids) would require more time than a dog.

hurricane season

2008-09-03T07:36:00.004-05:00

So, it seems like September is shaping up to be an exciting month in the Atlantic Ocean. That's not surprising, since the past two years have been relatively tame. I think that the Southeast depends on some activity to generate rain during the drier months, though it's certainly a struggle. I mean, hurricanes bring rain, but they also bring wind gusts, storm surges and random tornadoes.

I think any kid who grew up in a state with a coast has a story about that one big hurricane. Mine was Hugo. I was 10, in the Fifth grade, and I thought it was awesome. I imagine, in fact I know, that my parents viewed it quite differently...especially since they were parents and property owners. To me, it was an extended vacation. Sort of like a long camping trip at home. I mean, we didn't have power for a while and we didn't go to school for a while longer. I remember a picture of the boats from the Charleston Harbor that landed in the middle of downtown streets after the storm surge receded. But, what I remember more, was how "perfect" of a storm Hugo was.

You can google the images of Hugo. They're quite different from the images of Katrina. We didn't suffer the extensive flooding like the Gulf Coast did. But, we had some spectacular images. The Ben Sawyer Bridge turned and shoved into the river. The side torn completely off of the hotel that sits on the Battery. The boats in the middle of the roads. And, all of the trees without tops. I think was is actually really amazing is that Hugo was still a category 1 hurricane by the time it reached Charlotte, NC. That alone demonstrates how compact, dense and, perhaps, perfect the storm really was.

update 8.28.08

2008-08-28T06:59:00.006-05:00

So, the month of August flies by. I mean, it's one of those times of the year that I look back on and can't remember how one day led into the next. And, what's equally interesting is that each day holds so many new experiences that last week seems like months ago. And, after three pretty relaxed months, I enjoy the time. In fact, it's my constant work with the awesome people that truly makes me forget how old I am.

The pictures on this entry were taken over the past few weeks. The top one is a selection of students with whom I work. And, I'll say it again, these are the kids that will one day shape the world for a better place. They are just THAT good. The second one was my glow-in-the-dark, miniature golfing

team. We were pretty awesome. John (far left) and I tied for first place.

So, these next pictures were from Fire Safety Training, with Memphis Firefighter Jeremy Lansing. Jeremy has come out to Rhodes a couple of times to teach the students how to use a fire extinguisher. I think that most of the girls get really passionate about fire safety after the training.

And, this is John. John really got into the training...to the point of donning the gear (except I think he was wearing flipflops) so that he could re-light the fire after it has been extinguished.

But, that's a glimpse of my life over the past few weeks. Now it calms down and I get to actually remember the days as the fly by.

29 footprints

2008-08-08T19:42:00.003-05:00

I think I feel deeply. I mean, I get emotional. Watching the Opening Ceremonies of the Beijing Olympics has made me get a little choked up several times. I think the synergy and symmetry of it all is so beautiful. The history. The performance. The harmony. Knowing that weeks and months of preparation went into this...a platform that is built on competition and unity. (Those are, by the way, two of my favorite things. I like to compete...and win. But, I cherish unity.)

Fifteen thousand performers. That's four thousand more people than the Olympics have athletes. And, no one was used twice. Watching over 2,000 Tai Chi masters execute at the same time while formed in perfect circles is awe-inspiring. The large scale, with attention to the small details. All of it held in a place nicknamed "The Bird's Nest."

Perhaps the coolest thing, was watching the fireworks of footprints, 29 in all, flash across the Beijing skyline and walk their way, one per second, to the Opening Ceremonies. That, and seeing the men, women and children smile and wave. So, I'll shelve my opinions of China right now, and focus on the beauty of the Olympics.

hard questions to answer

2008-08-06T18:50:00.002-05:00

So, I picked up a book at the airport on the flight home from my Uncle Sandy's funeral called "How to Talk to a Widower." Probably a bad choice, but it happened. And, I've been reading the book while working out. And, there have been some comforting instructions. Like, it's okay to not know how to respond to the comment of "I'm so sorry for your loss." Like the widower says, "what, are you suppose to say 'thanks?' That just doesn't seem right. It's like you're thanking them."

I'm not sure if it's profitable to put my feelings out here, mainly because I really wonder if people care about others. I'm not trying to sound cynical, but really...when you ask others how they're doing, do you really care to hear if the answer is "not so good." And, if you do entertain those comments, then it's only a few sentences into the explanation before you're thinking about your "to do" list or what you're having for dinner or "did I remember to turn the coffee pot off this morning?" You get caught up in your own worlds too often and forget that everyone we meet is fighting some kind of battle. (And, I say "you" because it's easier to make the accusation than to make it personal--but all of those "yous" above are really "I" or "me.") It's not always great or good or, even, okay. Sometimes it's just rough.

wrecked...

2008-07-19T21:34:00.002-05:00

So, this morning, I had every intention of going for a 25 mile bike ride. It would be my longest of the summer, to this point. Last weekend, I did 20 miles and wanted to continue to build my long ride endurance. I went to Shelby Farms, which provides a mixture of low traffic roads and some off road trails. At around mile 16, I started up this brief hill. Some new gravel had just been laid, so I move to the right to avoid most of the gravel. As I did, my rear wheel sunk into the gravel and the bike slipped out to the left. I, however, fell to the right...right on my shoulder.

I wasn't wearing a helmet, but I didn't hit my head. No harm, no foul there. But, I did take most of the impact on my shoulder. And, now, I struggle to move my right arm. (Fortunately, my fingers are still working in good order, so that I can type this blog.) I also skinned my leg and arm a little. But, this is not my worst bike accident. No, that happened when I was 13 and hit a parked car. My brother's sympathetic response to my accident today was "at least you didn't get hit by a car." See, my brother saw me immediately after my accident when I was 13--beaten and broken. And, he recently pointed out to me that I should consider avoiding biking. This was my third accident in the three years that I've lived in Memphis. And, yet, I don't plan to give up bicycling any time soon.

quotes from a book

2008-07-11T09:44:00.003-05:00

I read a book called "The Irresistible Revolution" by Shane Claiborne while I was in NC on vacation and I wanted to remember some things he wrote. So, I'm scribing them onto my blog...

"I had a college professor who said, 'All around you, people will be tiptoeing through life, just to arrive at death safely. But dear children, do not tiptoe. Run, hop, skip or dance, just don't tiptoe.'"

"There is a brilliant truth I have come to see, largely because of Dietrich Bonhoeffer, spiritual writer and fellow register, whose words are now inscribed on my wall: ' The person who loves their dream of community will destroy community [even if their intentions are ever so earnest], but the person who loves those around them will create community.'"

back in memphis

2008-07-09T20:17:00.003-05:00

So, I'm back in Memphis after spending a while in NC. It was good to see the family. I got to spend some quality time with my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. Moreover, Kevin and Amanda and I got to spend time with mom and dad.

On Monday afternoon, Amanda and I went walking in the lower field of the farm to see if there was water in the creek. (See, Central NC is in a severe -er, exceptional- drought and it poured rain on Sunday.) And, there were some splashes and pools of water around. And, as Amanda and I stood and stared at the random accumulations of water, Amanda notices a large bone laying in the creek. I mean, this thing could be the size of a dinosaur's shoulder blade. Well, now that I think about it, it was more likely the hip bone of a cow. Regardless, it was a large bone laying in the creek. So, Amanda and I set out to find more bones. Amanda (now nicknamed Long Feather--completely unrelated story) finds the skull of a small animal, with the upper jaw still holding onto teeth. We took the bones back to my dad to get confirmation of what they belonged to when they were being used.

And, we all got to play the Nintendo Wii...a lot. I was sore several days. My mom learned that she was a better bowler left handed, as she was trying to give her arms an equal workout. Kevin is the most efficient user of the Wii. Though, Winston is the most vocal. I don't think he appreciates the animated characters. He likes to growl at them.

pictures from the 4th

2008-07-05T19:12:00.004-05:00

Here are some pictures from Stanly County, NC.

An Outhouse (not in operation)

Eli and Aidan at the Oakboro Parade

A really hot guy at the Parade

Sunflowers at the Farm

Candy Apples at the Fair

panning for gold

2008-07-03T14:56:00.005-05:00

Today, my mom, dad and I visited the site of the first discovery of gold in the United States, the Reed Gold Mine, in Central NC. There were gold nuggets of 17, 23 and 28 pounds found there during the 18th and 19th centuries. I sat through a video, actually slept through some, and learned a little about gold mining.

My dad and I panned through some rock and I ended up sorting out two gold flakes and a sliver. The guy at the panning troughs put my gold in a vile for me and now I have a keepsake. All, in a days work.

farming

2008-07-02T11:15:00.002-05:00

I've been learning to farm. Today, I operated the John Deere lawn mower for about two hours and trimmed the orchard and yard. I've picked cucumbers, raspberries, blackberries, blueberries, tomatoes and apples. I've been watching the cantaloupes, watermelons, corn and peppers grow. Now, my dad has done most of the work and my mom has picked gallons of berries. And, I'm sore. I might have to blame the soreness on my obsession with my mom's Nintendo Wii.

baking

2008-06-29T18:46:00.004-05:00

So, I'm home in NC for the week...and the garden on the farm is in full bloom. Actually, it's past bloom and moved into delivery. Today we picked blueberries, blackberries and raspberries until we couldn't stand it anymore. I'm sure there are still plenty still left on the vines (in some cases branches.) But, we've decided to turn these delicious fresh fruits into radical concoctions of muffins and trifles (thought not like the Friends version of a trifle.)

As we speak, my mom is baking. I made her pause for a picture with me. Here it is:

We're working on a batch of double berry muffins. I've found that these Kitchen Aid mixers are something. They basically do the baking for you. I'm giving this mixer a name...what about Sylvester? I believe that I could simply put the ingredients next to Sylvester and he would just take care of the rest. He could probably even put the mixed ingredients into the oven. He's just that good.

who knew?

2008-06-25T08:42:00.004-05:00

So, I was sitting here in my office around 8 am, trying to figure out a way to motivate myself to get started on some very important work. We'll, let's be honest, it can't be that important. Regardless, I started searching through podcasts on my iTunes and was listening to the most recent Catalyst podcast, when Steven Furtick was suddenly speaking through my computer. See, Pastor Steve grew up close to where I grew up...the Low Country of SC. We went to rival high schools, though we didn't know each other. Actually, I'd never heard of Pastor Steve until I went to church with my cousin Lindsey in Charlotte. She's been attending Elevation church..a relatively new church that is growing by leaps and bounds.

So, I googled Pastor Steve to see what's been going on. I mean, I figured that he's been moving up the ladder of notoriety to be included on a Catalyst Podcast. And, what I found was actually alarming. There were several blogs and articles dismantling Pastor Steve. And, I'm not sure if I'm either naive or taking things out of context, but there just seems to be too much hatred and disdain among Christians towards other Christians.

Let me relate this back to what I've been reading and learning. We (the Church--the one that Jesus died for) love to condemn others. I think it makes us feel better. And, please notice that I'm using the first person plural here. We (I'm stand with my brothers and sisters in guilt) thrive in hate and are void in love. True love is lost in our generation. I see it propelled in the media. Our society feeds on the weaknesses of others. And, hatred among brothers and sisters in Christ weakens our call from our precious Lord. If you don't like the message that someone is preaching, then by all means, go to another church.

Sometimes, it seems that we feel the need to complicate things and make them harder. I feel like Jesus made the message simple enough so that all can understand. I'm going to go and listen to the Beatles song "All We Need is Love."

the dentist

2008-06-16T20:20:00.002-05:00

I had a dentist appointment this morning. My dentist office is this mom and pop shop. It's just a three person operation...Dr. Elliot (the dentist), Corrine (his wife--the admin.) and Dawn (the hygienist.) I like the fact that when I walk in, they know who I am. They remember the conversation we had six months ago. I feel like it's a simpler way of life.

Speaking (or rather, typing) about simple ways, I'm reading this book by Shane Claiborne called "The Irresistible Revolution." It's got me thinking...and acting a little different. I'm not an ordinary radical, but I do believe that I need to have a greater impact on my world. (Claiming this as "my world" is a struggle for me, since I like to share and say "we" a lot. But, the impact I have is on my world.) Anyways, it's a book worth reading. It's one of those that shakes you up a little, if you let it. And, sometimes it's good to get shaken up a little.

I think I'm going to see if Brent wants to play Rockband for a while. I'm working on my rhythm by playing the drums!

it's raining

2008-06-09T22:04:00.002-05:00

Tonight, I went to get my headlight fixed on my car. I recently was informed that it was burnt out. It was a kind police officer who blocked my car from advancing through a traffic light and megaphoned me that I needed to turn on my lights. I told him they were, only to find out that one was not.

So, I drove to the friendly Advanced Auto Parts, where a helpful guy named Timmy tried to install the replacement light bulb. Apparently, it's a huge ordeal to change a head light on a Pontiac Vibe. I think Timmy mentioned some disassembling of my car in order and the need for a hacksaw to perform the service. I opted to get the dealer to fix it, along with some other needed repairs. Timmy thought that was a good idea.

On my way back, I got caught in one of those storms that the South is famous for. You know, the one where it's raining on one side of your house but not the other. And, the storm comes out of nowhere. But, it's been a while since it's rained and it smells so good.

this week

2008-06-07T08:10:00.004-05:00

So, this week, my bff in Memphis, Khorey, left to move back to Florida. It was sort of sad, but he left at like 3 am, so I wasn't awake enough to really reflect about it.

And, I just found a video that our RAs made about a year ago. It's a satire about a day in the life of the staff in our office. I'll see if I can upload the video. It's sort of long, but I'm amazed at how the students really picked up on the small details and quirks of each of us.

pictures

2008-05-25T00:13:00.004-05:00

So, I love photography. I love looking at good pictures. A great image moves my soul. And, I've been sitting here uploading my pictures from Nicaragua.

In photography, as in many other things, I judge myself against others. Where do I stack up? But, as I sat here looking through my pictures, I realized that those moments captured in time were each special to me. Here are a few. (There will be more uploaded to the site at the right.)

back in the swing

2008-05-22T21:10:00.003-05:00

I think I'm getting on top of things. Caught up and what not. It took two days to sort through my 274 emails. And, I'm mostly unpacked. I've watched some TV.

I'm looking forward to Memorial Day Weekend. I need the break. Who knew that coming off of taking over a week in vacation could be so exhausting?

back in the states

2008-05-20T20:25:00.002-05:00

Hi y'all. I'm back here, in my living room in Memphis. It's a drastic difference. I've gotten use to spending the evening sweating/recovering from some hard labor. Now, my apartment is air conditioned and empty...except for me. It's strange. This whole reconditioning back to this environment challenges me. And, I was only in Nicaragua for eight days. But, it's like a second home now. It's easy to adjust to life there and hard to get back to this life. Perhaps I should spend more time figuring out why that is.

I'll be posting pictures soon. The team was awesome. We were able to build a house and do a lot of work around the orphanage. And, best of all, I got to spend some quality time with my boys, Josue and David. It's been awesome to see how much they've grown and to know that they're doing well. And, I stood on the edge of an active volcano. How cool is that?

history lesson

2008-05-10T21:31:00.005-05:00

I'm not a scholar. In fact, I feel that my affinity for working at a liberal arts college is a true reflection of my varying interests and hobbies. I like a lot of different things. I read (for pleasure) fiction, biographies, books on the philosophy of leadership and more. I watch classic black and white movies and modern, mind-numbing comedies (Baby Mama was great.) I see the beauty in classical music and visiting museums and find peace in taking pictures. (The one to the right is a postcard image of Nicaragua.)

So, here's my brief and touristic version of the history of Nicaragua. It's a poor country. The streets in the capital city, Managua, have no names. (And, I'm pretty sure that U2 song wasn't about Managua.) The drinking water is contaminated--even though a company from Japan came in and built the foundation for some purification systems.

Let's go back to the poverty. Up until about 15-20 years ago, Nicaragua was the poorest country in the western hemisphere. It has now lost that title to Haiti; however, the 2nd poorest isn't a prize that any country would cherish. I think what's amazing to me is that Nicaragua receives aid from other countries, but has strange ways of distributing it to the citizens. They make it very difficult for citizens of the US to adopt their children.

Remar, a organization that creates orphanages in Spanish speaking countries, opened over a dozen homes in Nicaragua. On my first trip I learned that many of the kids have parents who put them in the orphanage because they (the parents) know that their children will have a better life than they could provide for them. Several of the kids at each orphanage don't know a family member. What I also know is that these kids are the fortunate ones. A shocking site are the local dumps, where families live in hollowed out cars and eat from the garbage. It's really too much to handle. But, I think that's what keeps me coming back. I'm drawn here. Nicaragua captured my heart. Because, there's this beautiful, postcard side. But, the smile of these kids when you give them a piece of candy is truly the breath taking experience. Keep your postcard landscapes. I'll take a hug from a little Nicaraguan kid any day.

packing

2008-05-09T23:12:00.002-05:00

I'm a planner. As much as I appreciate the spontaneous, I still need order in my life. I balance between sticking to my "to do" list and embracing those moments of unconstructed opportunities to have some fun.

Right now, late on a Friday night, I'm packing. Well, I'm organizing my stuff to start packing. Who does that?

I'm leaving for Nicaragua early Monday morning. So, needless to say, I'm starting my packing process long before I really need to. But, that gives me comfort. I can't stay up the night before a trip like my friend Khorey always does. I also can't get up early the morning before to pack...mainly because I wouldn't sleep knowing that I might be rushed the morning before. So, it's necessary for me to plan this early so that I can maintain my peace of mind.

As for Nicaragua, I would covet your prayers for our trip. This will be my first trip back to Vera Cruz in 2.5 years. I'm excited to see the kids at the orphanage. I'm really excited to see some immediate impact of my actions, as we build a house for a deserving family.

On a random note, this is a picture of me and James Dean. For some reason, the crazy man from Graceland Too had this cut out of James Dean. He said that Elvis was suppose to be the rebel in "Rebel Without A Cause." I'm glad it was James. He was definitely more attractive. And, these are my friends Jane, Khorey and Amy. We shared this terrifying experience. And, I would like to think that we're better people because of it!

the message

2008-05-08T08:51:00.001-05:00

I recently purchased The Message translation of the Bible. It's got this cool fake-suede, blue cover. So, this guy, Eugene Patterson, set out a few years ago to bring the core values of the Bible to a modern generation with a Message that transcends vernacular and lingo and slang.

My pastor from a church in South Carolina ended every sermon with a passage from Ephesians: "And I ask Him that with both feet planted firmly on love, you'll be able to take in with all followers of Jesus the extravagant dimensions of Christ's love. Reach out and experience the breadth! Test the length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives, full in the fullness of God."

the sweetest thing

2008-05-07T20:36:00.001-05:00

I enjoy this week. At Rhodes, we call it Senior Week. It's that precious time between the end of exams and graduation. It's a time when many of the stresses of my job disappear and are replaced by the sweet moments of reflection and contemplation from the graduating class. It's a unique blend of joy and sorrow.

I'm fortunate for being here. The Lord brought me to Rhodes 2 1/2 years ago for reasons like this week. To have lunch with kids who are so amazing and don't even realize it. To chat with the future CEOs and cancer-curers and advocates for the forgotten. To know a glimpse of who they are now and how this experience at Rhodes will lead them on to great futures. To listen to students talk about how priorities have changed in four years from being popular and involved in a lot of things to doing a few things and doing them well...and doing them because they hold a purpose for yourself. To redefining what success truly is. And, to discovering that ONE thing.

Yesterday I went to the Zoo. It's across the street. There are great animals. Lots of them. I'm not sure how I feel about these animals being put on display for the enjoyment of others. That's something that I'm still considering. In the mean time, here's a

picture for you!

Graceland Too

2008-04-22T16:07:00.000-05:00

This past Saturday night, my friends and I drove down to Holly Springs, Mississippi in mission to fulfill an item from our "To Do List in Memphis." Our destination was Graceland Too...a house dedicated to everything Elvis Aaron Presley. Um, it was scary. So scary, that we escaped by running out of the house while the guy that lives there was distracted. On the way out of the house, we had to remove the padlock on the front door...yes, he locked us in.

So, afterwards, my friend Khorey and I made some rules for going to Graceland Too:

1. You can go in a group of no less than 4 people
2. You must have a man with you, because the guy at the house likes to pat/touch the women
3. If he asks you to agree with him on a random and absurd statement, you must do so...otherwise he threatens harm to himself. (like when he said he would kill himself if we said his son didn't look like Elvis...his son looked nothing like Elvis...but we agreed because we didn't want him to kill himself)
4. You should really go during daylight hours, as we feel this provides more protection. However, there is great adventure in going at night. You get bonus points for going between 2 and 4 am.

All in all, it was fun. My friend Amy had nightmares about this man's teeth chasing her, as his false teeth nearly fell out of his mouth every time he spoke.

forgetful

2008-04-16T09:40:00.001-05:00

I forget to post information on here. Sometimes, I get pretty caught up in answering emails, checking Facebook and reading the blogs of others. In fact, I'm actually really good at being inconsistent with posting on here. Perhaps, that could be considered a spiritual gift.

I have, however, worked with my employer, Rhodes College, to launch a blog for the Residence Life Office. We're seeking to reach our students in new ways. Putting up signs and posters is a little too passive for me. So, we've launched this blog (http://connect.rhodes.edu/blog/category/res-life/). Next. we're starting a YouTube channel. I like that I actually get to blend some of my college degree work in Mass Communications with my actual work life. Plus, I think this is the new way to start connecting to this next generation. (I would be in the Generation X, where as most of the people with whom I work...the students...are in the group labeled as the Millennial Generation.)

So, here's a brief recap of the past six weeks: Went to Mexico to build houses; went to NC for Easter and got to hang out with my friends Gretchen and Scott (got this awesome chocolate bunny); went to Atlanta for work and got to see the Braves and friends; came back to Memphis; stopped living out of a suitcase; we hosted a large concert last weekend; and had two random encounters with people from Campbell University (who don't live in Memphis) at a place called Gus's Fried Chicken. Not too bad.

Acronymns

2008-03-11T16:38:00.000-05:00

Anyone know what 'SXSW" means? I didn't...until I spent a little time in Texas last week. Apparently, SXSW (stands for South by Southwest) is: The SXSW MUSIC AND MEDIA CONFERENCE showcases hundreds of musical acts from around the globe on over eighty stages in downtown Austin. Austin, Texas that is. Home of the Longhorns. And, this nine day festival that brings music, movie and art lovers from all over to one college town in the great state of Texas. And, right now, I can't go a day without hearing stories about it. I mean, even the Real World did a season in Austin so that the cast could work at this event. It's big time...but here in Memphis, we're buzzing about the Beale Street Music Festival. Three days, about $60 and over 60 musicial acts...that equals about $1 a performer. I'm not genius, but Santana or Sheryl Crow or Jerry Lee Lewis for a $1 a piece...that's a good deal.

I just got back from a week in Mexico. I was building houses with some students from Rhodes College. The day before we left, I went to see Rascal Flatts and Kellie Pickler in concert. I was totally in so that I could see the Pickler...Albemarle, NC's pride and joy. It was a great show.

I'm in Memphis for about ten days this month. Then, I'm off and travelling to NC and to Atlanta. I got tickets to the Braves Opening Day game today. I'm so pumped about that. Tom Glavine and Javy Lopez back in Atlanta.

apples

2008-02-28T14:38:00.000-06:00

Well, I'm battling a sore throat. I've been doing the salt water thing and got a prescription for penicillin. I tested negative for strep throat, which is good. I'm not typically this attentive to being sick, but I leave for Mexico in two days. I don't want to be really sick in Mexico with no prescription drugs. It's been a few days since I ate an apple, so I blame that on why I got sick. I was following that apple a day advice and then just lost track. Oh well.

Mexico will be awesome. I'm heading down there with other staff from Rhodes and over twenty students. We're going to build two houses in a week. Talk about efficiency. I think it took my parents about 9-12 months to get their house built. I suppose it's worth noting that the houses we build versus houses constructed in the US are quite different. But this experience, it's worth more than a new US house.

kenya...to nicaragua

2008-02-20T15:41:00.001-06:00

Over the past month I had to face the fact that going to Kenya in June was less likely. Continued violence forced our team (and church) to make the decision that we were not to go in June. This was really rough for me. I often, too often, think that nothing bad will happen to me. I mean, there's violence everywhere, everyday. Nothing is for sure. I think more in terms of faith than doubt. However, my parents seemed quite relieved to hear that the trip was postponed for a while.

So, knowing that I need to go somewhere and do some type of service, other things started to fall into place. In the same week that the Kenya decision was being made, my friend Jana called to say that she was heading to Nicaragua in May with some of our other friends. Vera Cruz, Nicaragua holds a Rem ar orphanage with the cutest little boys ever!

So, I've decided to go to Nicaragua from May 12-19. What's great is that the timing of this trip is perfect. It falls right after Rhodes has graduation. So, I'll get to finish my semester-ly responsibilities and then head off to Central America. I'm so pumped!

And, next Friday I leave to go to Mexico for a week to build houses. I'm excited about being able to serve and the fact that it's going to be warm. It's too cold right now.

My mom flies in tomorrow and I'm excited. Memphis is buzzing right now. We're hosting our #1 Memphis Tigers vs. the #2 Tennessee Volunteers. I'm excited because one of them will lose, which will make the UNC Tarheels move up in the polls.

still here...

2008-02-07T16:35:00.000-06:00

So, the past week has taught me how much I love crisis management. It started about ten days ago when I was returning to my apartment, only to be stopped by Campus Safety and have them tell me that there were armed robberies within a block of school. News reports (Click Here) exaggerate the situation a little, but there was still concern. The suspects in question were caught a week ago.

Then, on Super Tuesday, we faced a series of dangerous and deadly storms racing across the midwest and into the southeast. (Here are blog accounts from two of our students: Tyler and Sarah.) Union University, which is about an hour from us, suffered a lot of damage. Reports are indicating that 80% of their residence halls were damaged or destroyed. (Pictures worth looking at here!) Watching the radar, with the circular winds indicated on the screen can freak you out. I thought we were sure to get swept up a few times. My colleague, Traci, was driving home to Mississippi and looked through some trees to see a funnel cloud headed at her. She was on the phone with her husband who was telling her to calm down. I don't think she appreicated that as she was litterally watching a tornado heading for her car. She's okay and was at work the next morning.

Regardless of the threat, I think that I'm at my best in these high pressure situations. My parents will tell you that I need to destress and talk through my emotions after the crisis has passed. But, in the moment, that's when I'm at my best.

one of those times

2008-01-29T16:27:00.000-06:00

It's one of those days that moves and flows from up to down and back and lands somewhere in the middle. I realize now, more than ever, how much I would truly love to live in a world where I can always please everyone and make everyone happy. I also see that I'm nowhere near that...yet.

I find that I'm a faithful and trusting person. And in things, both large and small, global and local, I see that what we miss so much now is faith and trust and simple belief in people and in their goodness.

That's frustrating.

things that go beep

2008-01-24T14:52:00.000-06:00

For the past three days, I have been terrorized by some random beeping thing in my office. I slowly began to remove things in hopes that the beepy thing was in a random box or something. Today, one of the students revealed that she and another RA had used me as their test subject for this abuse. After learning this, I notified Stephen, one of the individuals involved, to be aware that payback is on the horizon. Here is his response:

Regina,

Since I have been implicated, I am willing to admit my part in this. I don't know what Sarah told you, but I feel it is only fair for me to give you my side of the story. For Christmas, Andy gave me a gift certificate to Thinkgeek.com, and the evil genius within me couldn't resist getting one of these beepy things, thinking what havoc I could wreak upon the Residence Life Office. It took Sarah's malevolent influence three weeks later, however, to convince me to actually go through with it, and to choose you as the innocent target of our assault on sanity. I won't deny my complicity, but it should be noted that I was merely a puppet; Sarah was the true mastermind behind this plan, and that you were chosen because you were convenient. Had I been acting alone, the beepy thing would have stayed in its box until I found someone truly deserving, such as, perhaps, Brian Jones.

That being said, I realized when I committed myself to this conspiratorial course of action that I would be opening myself to your revenge after it was discovered. I was, of course, hoping to remain anonymous and ninja-like, thereby dodging your just retribution, but Sarah's remorse overcame operational prudence and she spilled the beans. I am certainly willing to accept the consequences of my actions, and I do not intend to beg for mercy. Bring it on, as they say.

Anyway, I'll see you around!

.stephen

crawling

2008-01-15T14:31:00.000-06:00

So, my friends Brandon and Kelli have a little girl, Maddie Grace. Last Thursday, my friend Khorey and I were hanging out with them and I was trying to entice Maddie to crawl to me so she could grab my keys and chew on them. (Hey, keys are better than some alternatives.)

Well, she sort of did it and I was so excited. I can't wait until she's walking and talking and playing. This is a picture of my mom and Maddie Grace.

elevation

2008-01-10T09:20:00.000-06:00

So, some of my family have been attending this church called "elevation" in Charlotte, NC. Now, when I go home, this is where I go to church. It's definitely worth the 45 minute drive.

I think what automatically drew me to the church was the connection to the pastor, Steven Furtick. Now, he's quite charismatic and definitely passionate and devoted to what he does. But, my draw was that we were from the same place. He grew up in Moncks Corner, SC. I first lived in Moncks Corner when I was born. We then moved to the next county over, but there's still that connection. When I listen to his sermons on podcasts and I hear him talk about Ridgeville, SC--a place that no one knows about--I'm drawn back home.

Anyways, here's his blog. http://www.stevenfurtick.com/?page_id=138
You should check it out. Good book recommendations as well. Also, if you're looking for a great video podcast check out the church's website: http://www.elevationchurch.org/

more about kenya

2008-01-08T16:21:00.000-06:00

Here's a view about what's going on in kenya...
http://worldblog.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2008/01/08/560005.aspx

cleaning

2008-01-08T08:56:00.000-06:00

today is the first day that i woke up and felt comfortable in my apartment since returning from Christmas vacation. i finally unpacked and cleaned up. i'm one of those people who doesn't feel at peace until things are in place. at times, i can get a little anal about it, but i'm not so obsessive that everything has to be in the exact place; however, i do want a sense of normalcy and order. so, i'm better because things are in place.

in other news, kenya has been getting some press recently. after a presidential election that creating some controversy (it's believe that the incumbent rigged the election to win again), there have been riots and unrest. early last week, a church was burned when a mattress was set on fire. residents in the town of Eldoret had sought refuge in a local church (Assemblies of God) and the fire caused a stampede out of the church. some were not able to make it out alive. our leaders for our trip are giving this the thoughtful consideration that it needs, but i feel completely convinced that our trip will procede on schedule.

snow in the south

2008-01-03T16:03:00.000-06:00

So, yesterday, I drove from NC to Tennessee. Simple enough, right? I mean, they're right next door to one another. They connect through I-40. But, due to the snow in the mountains, I took the route that guided me from NC to SC to Georgie to Alabama (my first time) to Mississippi (I've been there about five times) and, finally, to TN. Birmingham scared me. I stopped at some random gas station on Hwy 78. I got out and immediately got back in my car. It seemed to be one of those gas stations that, well, didn't sell gas.

I also would like to suggest that no one make a twelve hour drive on a sprained foot/ankle. It's a crappy way to travel. I hurt my foot while playing soccer with my dog in the field at my parent's house. My dad decided to lecture me on the stupidity of that decision. I decided to, subsequently, spend New Year's Eve on the couch with my right foot wrapped in ice. I returned to Memphis on what is predicted to be the coldest night of the year. Too much excitement from a simple drive. But, when you mix snow and the south, it's nothing like normal.

That's all I've got for now.

Kenya

2007-12-10T10:10:00.000-06:00

I'm going to Kenya next June. I got really excited about learning about Africa this past summer and, of course, there was then an opportunity to go. I'll be there for ten days. And, right now, I can't wait.

Last night, I happened to flip my TV to CNN. There, Anderson Cooper was hosting the Hero Awards. I like the idea. Let's bring attention to what norman, non-celebrity, types are doing to change and impact the world. There were several categories. One, on championing children, was won by Steve Peifer, a guy who moved to Kenya and started feeding kids. The local dropout rate in schools was near 50%. Steve thought, well, if we can give kids a well balanced meal (something they would get close to never), maybe that would entice them to come to school. And, it did. The dropout rates fell and fell and fell.

Here's a link to his website: http://kenyakidscan.org/.

Not only that, but he also started creating computer labs that now run on solar energy.

I think it's people like this that inspire me and make me realize that I can make a difference.

Wednesday

2007-11-21T19:15:00.000-06:00

So, I'm in NC on vacation, visiting my family for the Thanskgiving holiday. Today, my Mom and I went to Charlotte to visit the Billy Graham Library. I'll put a picture to the right, so you can get a glimpse, but it's a massive building. 40,000 square feet devoted to the work that Billy Graham did for the Lord. Quite impressive.

Anyways, his wife, Ruth Bell Graham, passed away this past June. On her tombstone, the only inscription says, "End of Construction. Thanks for your patience." Story has it that Ruth was driving through a construction site and saw that common sign at the end of the renovation. Immediately, she said, I want that on my gravestone. I think it's quite profound. We're all a work in progress, one that is not completed until our time on earth is done. And, ultimately, those around us, my exhibit great patience as we learn and grow and learn some more.

Great Picture

2007-11-08T16:17:00.001-06:00

I'm a big fan of road signs. I guess this one speaks to me because I often view my ideas as the right ideas. Sort of like there's only "one way" and that's my idea. Recently, however, my eyes are being opened to realize that a world beyond black and white is one that allows us to see the radiant sunrises, awe inspiring lightening flashes, and breathtaking sunsets. So, perhaps there are many ways. Of course, my initial reaction is that I'm always right, but I'm a work in progress.

Thoughts

2007-11-08T16:08:00.000-06:00

Well, it's been over a month since I've posted on here. I've certainly thought about all of the great things to write about, but have failed to follow through. So, here I am.

I've been out of the office for most of the past two weeks. And, yet, I choose to write on this rather than address the mounds of paperwork sitting on my desk. I call this, my procrastination technique. It looks as though I'm actually doing work, when, instead, I'm merely avoiding. This is a wonderful game that I often play with my paperwork. I avoid it. It doesn't get the hint to file itself or fill itself out or recycle itself. So, in time, I'm left to actually address the pile. See, I don't like random pieces of paper lying around my office. It bothers me. So, each piece has a place. I just wish that it would find it without me getting involved.

In other news, I just returned from my first real trip to Texas. I've recently survived a fall down a flight of stairs at my parent's house. I started teaching a class at my church for some students. Last month, I published a book of pictures (and I gave it to my Dad for his birthday.) And, now, I'm ready to decorate for Christmas. Yes, I'm one of those people who embraces Christmas music that starts on November 1st.

update v. 10.4.07

2007-10-04T16:32:00.001-05:00

Well, it's been busy. I'm not sure where all of my time goes. I guess it mostly is spent and consumed by work. Even when I'm not at work, I'm still doing work things. But, it's cool. I'm convinced that many of the students with whom I have the pleasure to work will one day find cures to dreaded diseases, write new economic theories, influence the modernized world to fend for those who can defend themselves and find a way to really work towards world peace.

So, while I don't need a dictionary to talk to them anymore, I'm still impressed everyday by something that one of them does. Like, this week, one of our students (along with one of our RAs) is on her way to Norway to speak at a conference on Computational Life Science with her study of "Using Simple Molecular Orbital Calculations to Predict Disease: Fast DFT Methods Applied to Enzymes Implicated in PKU, Parkinson’s Disease and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder." And, she's only a sophomore. See what I mean?

This week I went to the Liberty Bowl to watch the University of Memphis host Marshall University in football. I tried to yell out "We Are Marshall" numerous times, but my friends threatened to leave me without a ride home. So, I clapped and cheered for Memphis.

Also, I'm expanding my college t-shirt collection. I've added N.C. State and Memphis to my collection. Next up: Oregon, Notre Dame and, maybe, I don't know South Carolina or Clemson.

If you're interested in what I've been doing, here's a link to a press release about some of my work: http://www.rhodes.edu/9745.asp

Tired

2007-09-20T16:02:00.000-05:00

I'm flashing back to college today. I remember times when I was so tired that I couldn't force myself to stay awake in class. Well, not just class. I couldn't stay awake during movies, even ones in movie theatres. Today, I've been in meetings straight since 8 am. And I feel like this kid...

I recently had to update my resume (though by instructions of "not job search ready") and I started to wonder how do I qualify and quantify all that I do. I mean, I feel like my life has been much fuller in the past year. This is largely due to finding greater fulfillment inside and outside of my job. But, with all that I've added to my life, sometimes it just doesn't seem like I do enough. So, here's my philosophical delimma: how do you know when you matter? I'm not looking for affirmation that I do, in fact, make a difference. I rely on my faith that my efforts are not in vain. But, in chatting with a student who's having a faith battle, I started to wonder if my question really lies in wondering if others know that I'm making a difference. Do I only impact others if it's recognized and acknowledged by them?

I can't believe that my life is all about me. It's certainly not. I just don't know how to encourage others to not grow tired and give up.

Miss Teen USA contestant from South Carolina beats Michigan

2007-09-04T09:18:00.000-05:00

By now, most of the world wonders about the educational system of South Carolina. From the times of my childhood when I could comprehend the news, I knew that South Carolina was near the bottom in states for the rankings of education. Then, a few weeks ago, this clip
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj3iNxZ8Dww&mode=related&search=). As my friend Khorey pointed out...how do you get from a geography question to Iraq and South Africa? Who knows. Anyway, Caitlin had the chance for redemption on the Today show.

And the rest of the story can be told in the words of Pat Forde:

"First came word via "The Today Show" of a recruiting coup for the little school in the North Carolina mountains. Caitlin Upton, the freshly famous Miss Teen South Carolina, whose dingbat answer to a beauty pageant question became an instant YouTube classic, told Matt Lauer she planned to attend Appalachian State. This might not have dazzled the academic folks on campus, but I guarantee the male students are stoked.

Including the football team, perhaps? Maybe Miss Upton's commitment was the final motivation for the Mountaineers to defrock college football's winningest program in America's largest stadium.

Remember the score: App. State 34, Michigan 32. "

Marcus Buckingham

2007-08-31T10:49:00.000-05:00

If you haven't heard of Marcus Buckingham, then let me tell you about him. First of all, he is beautitful (but I think he's married.) Secondly, he launched out of Gallop (you know the Gallop Polls at election time) to write some books and speak to people. His platform is focusing on your strengths to drive your success in life. I think that we get caught up in defining our strengths in terms of our jobs and careers. But, building on what Marcus talks about it, what if we discovered what we are passionate about and pursued our lives to build upon those qualities? I have to think that we would all be much happier and more fulfilled. Just a thought.

Check out Marcus and what he thinks here:
http://www.marcusbuckingham.com/index.php

What I Do

2007-08-21T09:35:00.000-05:00

For the past fifteen days (and for nine months out of the year), I have the privilege to work with and support some student leaders as they work to make this college community a great place to live and learn. Here's a picture of us as a staff....

These kids are fun. Most of them don't take themselves too seriously. I try to live life like that as well. Too many times, it's easy to get caught up in the drama of things. But, I truly appreciate that when we're around each other, there's a lot of laughter.

They get to be the front line for all of the joys, sorrows, conflicts and victories that the students at Rhodes face. I get to support them through that. It's trying work. If you've been an RA, you know that it's not always easy (or natural) to bear all of these burdens around you. However, it's rewarding, at times. But, beyond all of that, these kids embrace the family that comes with the job. Individually, each achieves success in ways that are unspeakable (or, untype-able as it would be.) Collectively, they inspire me.

The 30th Candlelight Vigil for Elvis

2007-08-17T16:46:00.000-05:00

Every August, Memphis becomes the hot spot destination. Not only hot because of our soaring temperatures, but really hot to honor the memory of Elvis Pressley. In August of 1977, The King died in his home, Graceland, in Memphis, TN. This year, the 30th anniversary of his death, I decided to head down to see the annual Candlelight Vigil.

We met impersonators from Spain, Italy and somewhere in Asia. We saw female Elvis impersonators, Elvis mantel pieces and the Heartbreak Hotel. (Yes, it's on the corner of Lonely Street.)

Beyond all of this, we didn't participate, because the line was a 3-5 hour wait. What's cool is that Graceland lets all of these people (for however long it takes) take a candle and make the journey up the hill to the grave of Elvis.

We wanted to see people crying, wailing and tearing their robes. Instead, we found people of all ages who were passionate about remembering the legacy of the one simply known as the King.

A visit...

2007-08-03T08:50:00.001-05:00

My brother and sister-in-law flew in late last night. Oh, it was so good to see them. And, I am now tired because I stayed up a good three hours past my bedtime. I did entertain myself while I waited for them to call from the airport by watching that Braves play in, yet another, extra inning game. And like many of the other games that have gone into extra innings, they didn't do so well. But, it's always great to see pitchers used as pinch hitters.

On a different, yet sports related note, the Carolina Panthers just traded for safety Chris Harris from the Chicago Bears. Now, you might be saying, "so what?" I, for one, am excited. I've worked with Chris's twin brother, Gerald, for the past two years. Now, I have a real shot of getting to go to a NFL game. Chicago was too far for a weekend, but Charlotte is a completely different story. Plus, I like the Panthers. Random fact, Chris Harris was the guy who had the first interception in this year's Super Bowl. So, he's pretty good!

Inside a Volcano

2007-08-01T09:37:00.000-05:00

This is what the inside of a volcano in El Salvador looks like.

I miss it a lot right now.

Creativity

2007-07-30T09:22:00.000-05:00

Creativity doesn't cost money. Creativity is find a way to communicate a message in a way that people can understand and relate to.

And, leadership matters. How the leaders go, so goes the church.

Learn from everybody. If you don't, you're pathetic.

-ideas from Perry Noble (Anderson, SC)

Killer Ants

2007-07-26T11:25:00.000-05:00

I'm currently reading "The Poisonwood Bible" by Barbara Kingsolver. It's this really long book about a Southern Baptist missionary and his family and their trials living in the Congo in the late 50s and early 60s. At one point in the book, the village where the storytellers are living comes under attack by ants. No, this isn't one of those fantasy books about giant killer ants. The reality of the novel was that there was this intense drought and the ants had nothing to eat. Everyone in village was struggling. The gardens and trees were bare. So, one night, the ants revolted and attacked.

Two nights ago, I left one of my windows cracked as I went to sleep. I did this because I was painting and didn't want to wake up high off of the fumes. So, when I walked into my living room the next morning, I saw that I, too, was under attack from killer ants. Okay, maybe not so killer, but ants nonetheless. These ants had wings! So, I drowned them in 409 and vacuumed up the remains. I've never had this problem before, and I've left that window opened a time or two.

It's my natural mindset to draw the comparison to the book. We, here in Memphis, are experiencing a terrible drought. Where some parts of the country have been flooded, we go weeks without rain. The sky deceives us. It looks like rain, feels like rain and even smells like rain. But, the rain jumps over Midtown and heads out east. Perhaps they need the rain more.

Anyways, it's dry. And, hot. But I like both. It helps me to work on my tan.

Powerful beyond Meaure

2007-07-25T18:02:00.000-05:00

Titles of blog entries frighten me. I'm just not sure how to relate a title to my mindless ramblings. For that matter, I'm now pondering why I would exert the effort to create a blog. I think I'll do it to keep my family and friends informed. Perhaps it's worth reminding myself that my words will not change the course of history. I am too concerned, at times, with sounding profound. In reality, I could string a bunch of deeply meaning words together and superficially make myself sound like I'm searching the many layers of my soul. In reality, I only do things like that to make myself look and seem smarter than I am. I still use dictionary.com to look up the words these college kids say to me.

Update: I recently undertook the task of painting my apartment. Well, just the living room. Now, I'm tired of it and not quite done. Does it look really bad to leave it partially incomplete? I'm tired. I stayed up painting the trim until really late. Don't judge me for lack thoroughness right now. I need a nap. Maybe I'll feel more determined tomorrow.