Hey everyone, you may have noticed that I disappeared for a bit. Or maybe you didn't. Either way, it's largely due to a new project that I'm working on with Brian that is being launched today. That project is called "Boston Bible Geeks." It's a team website/blog that we hope will prove useful to those wanting to learn more about the Bible, theology, missions, etc.
Essentially, it comes down to this. I want to be able to use the internet, specifically a blog/website format, to aid in learning the Bible, and to supplement my teaching at church. That wasn't really being accomplished here, and truth be told, this may not be the best place. So, we switched to wordpress, since there you can have a "pages" feature, which makes it more website like, and still costs us nothing.
Also, neither Brian nor I manage to keep our blogs updated with any kind of consistency, as you've probably noticed. Honestly, it takes both of us to keep up with one normal blogger. We're busy and sometimes it's hard to justify spending so much time on a blog that no one reads. So, we decided to join forces.
As for the blog of danny, I'll keep it up and running for now. I may still post stuff about sports, although Bruce is the only one who reads that stuff and even then he never comments. So check back here, and give me some feedback. I may still be able to salvage this thing.
But for now, we'd really appreciate it if you go and check out Boston Bible Geeks, or "BBG" as we like to call it. My desire is that BBG will be a better place for interaction with those who read our blogs. Thanks so much for reading, hope to see you over at BBG.
Showing posts with label Miscellaneous Stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Miscellaneous Stuff. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
why am I here?
You might be thinking after reading the title of this post that I'll be discussing the deeper thoughts on life that we are all prone to have on occasion. Alas, such is not the case. Some of you may have remembered that I said I wouldn't be around much this summer because I had 2 mission trips and a vacation planned.
Well, we got back from Peru last week. Then I got sick. 104 degree temperature. Fainted. Went to the hospital. Stayed at the hospital. Pneumonia. Stupid doctor said I can't go on my second mission trip, the one my wife and I were supposed to lead.
So, my team is on the other side of the world, without me. I'm home, resting, reading and preparing for the coming year at church. It also means that I'll be posting more regularly, so stayed tuned (oooh, the suspense!).
Well, we got back from Peru last week. Then I got sick. 104 degree temperature. Fainted. Went to the hospital. Stayed at the hospital. Pneumonia. Stupid doctor said I can't go on my second mission trip, the one my wife and I were supposed to lead.
So, my team is on the other side of the world, without me. I'm home, resting, reading and preparing for the coming year at church. It also means that I'll be posting more regularly, so stayed tuned (oooh, the suspense!).
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
free books & another update
A week ago I had a seemingly random post about the new Reader's Hebrew Bible, and made the statement 
that I'll write a review if I receive a free copy. That was because there was an offer on Between Two Worlds (Justin Taylor's blog) that if anyone would post about the Reader's Hebrew Bible, promise to write a review and e-mail some guy named Chris at Zondervan- and be one of the first 5 people to do all this- you'd get a free copy. I was the 3rd person. So, Chris at Zondervan agreed to send me a free copy for me to review.
that I'll write a review if I receive a free copy. That was because there was an offer on Between Two Worlds (Justin Taylor's blog) that if anyone would post about the Reader's Hebrew Bible, promise to write a review and e-mail some guy named Chris at Zondervan- and be one of the first 5 people to do all this- you'd get a free copy. I was the 3rd person. So, Chris at Zondervan agreed to send me a free copy for me to review.He also mentioned that he might be able to send me other books as well under the same agreement- that I'd review them. So, I may have mentioned in passing that I was really interested in Bruce Waltke's new book, An Old Testament Theology. Well, both books came in the mail today! So, expect reviews of each 
of these. I'll do the RHB first, since that was the original deal, Waltke's book will probably take a little bit longer, but I am looking forward to reading it. The great part is that I now have an excuse to read books, free ones!
of these. I'll do the RHB first, since that was the original deal, Waltke's book will probably take a little bit longer, but I am looking forward to reading it. The great part is that I now have an excuse to read books, free ones!While I'm here, I'd like to point out that I added a new feature to the blog of danny, Joshua Project's Unreached People of the Day. The Joshua Project is an organization that attempts to collect information about people groups around the world and their level of reachedness (I just made up that word). I don't know if their definition of "people group" and "reached" are necessarily the perfect ones, but I like how they are at least trying to bring "definition to the unfinished task" (their words). I hope that maybe you'll take a few moments to pray for each people group as you see them here. May the gospel be preached to all nations in our lifetime!
Saturday, January 26, 2008
a thought from my first trip to Texas
I wish I could have put money on someone giving me directions that included the following: "then you'll go past Billy Bob's on the left." I'd be a rich man.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
on passing out tracts
I don't know too many folks who prefer to pass out tracts as their means of sharing the gospel. I do know of a few, but I wonder if it's a generational thing. My friends and I are reticent to use this form of evangelism, yet I know of some folks older than I who carry them around just in case. We have all sorts of reasons for not liking to pass out tracts, but most, I would imagine, center around our cowardice.
Late last night, my good friend Bruce and I went out and passed out water and tracts to folks cruising the bar scene in Allston. It was fairly simple, we had a folding table set up with some water and tracts. As people walked by, we offered them free water, if they stopped and took a tract, great. If not, we just said "have a nice night" or "God bless" or something like that, pretty harmless. I don't think either of us were expecting to shake the whole area or anything. No bars closed down, no healings, no mass conversions- just meeting a simple need (hydrating folks who drink too much alcohol) and offering a tract.
Now, I don't think that passing out tracts is necessarily the best form of evangelism. I think that we're better off sharing the gospel through consistent friendships and lifestyles. Generally speaking, if someone observes you and talks with you over a longer period of time, they are more likely to be impacted by what you say than if they are handed a tract by a random stranger on the street corner.
But I think we ought to reconsider our reticence. One, I don't think the damage done is nearly as bad as we would like to think. We make excuses about "scaring people off" and "leaving a bad taste in their mouth", but let's be honest: very few, if anyone, walks away from receiving a tract or pamphlet thinking "now I'll never believe in Jesus." Most are willing to walk away and throw away the tract and leave it at that, and will probably never give it another thought.
Two, it's true that the percentage of people who receive a tract and actually follow Christ is probably pretty small. Obviously we can't know that for sure, but I'd be willing to grant that point. But who cares? For little-to-no risk, if anyone is impacted isn't it worth it? I realize the "if one person comes to the Lord..." saying is as cliche as they come, but there is some merit to it. Besides, take a look at all the people you interact with any a fairly regular basis: family, friends, coworkers, corner market employees, neighbors, mailmen, coffee shop workers, etc. What percentage of these folks are coming to Christ by our "friendship evangelism" method? If it's fairly high in your life, God bless you and please share your secret. But most of us probably aren't doing too well, so we can't use the "how effective is it?" excuse regarding tracts. (Oh please Lord, help me.) While you're at it, take a second and read Mr Genor's Testimony. You can probably find the audio, I just found this transcript.
Three, there's something to be said for forcing us to do something that makes us uncomfortable. Last night I absolutely did not want to go out. Bruce and I had talked about it, and when I was more pumped up with zeal earlier in the day I was all for it. By the time 11:30pm had rolled around, I was ready to go to bed. I called Bruce and asked him what he wanted to do, to which he replied "let's go out." I think my answer was something like "that was not the answer I was rooting for" and Bruce replied "same here." Neither Bruce nor I are extroverted people, we don't strike up conversations with complete strangers on a regular basis. I'll give Bruce credit, he really pushed us out there and took the lead. Both of us wouldn't choose this form of evangelism, but it forced us to be more reliant on the Spirit than we normally would. If nothing else, we took a chance we normally wouldn't take. But, you never know, maybe one drunk frat boy will wake up this morning and read that little pamphlet two strangers handing out water gave him.
Late last night, my good friend Bruce and I went out and passed out water and tracts to folks cruising the bar scene in Allston. It was fairly simple, we had a folding table set up with some water and tracts. As people walked by, we offered them free water, if they stopped and took a tract, great. If not, we just said "have a nice night" or "God bless" or something like that, pretty harmless. I don't think either of us were expecting to shake the whole area or anything. No bars closed down, no healings, no mass conversions- just meeting a simple need (hydrating folks who drink too much alcohol) and offering a tract.
Now, I don't think that passing out tracts is necessarily the best form of evangelism. I think that we're better off sharing the gospel through consistent friendships and lifestyles. Generally speaking, if someone observes you and talks with you over a longer period of time, they are more likely to be impacted by what you say than if they are handed a tract by a random stranger on the street corner.
But I think we ought to reconsider our reticence. One, I don't think the damage done is nearly as bad as we would like to think. We make excuses about "scaring people off" and "leaving a bad taste in their mouth", but let's be honest: very few, if anyone, walks away from receiving a tract or pamphlet thinking "now I'll never believe in Jesus." Most are willing to walk away and throw away the tract and leave it at that, and will probably never give it another thought.
Two, it's true that the percentage of people who receive a tract and actually follow Christ is probably pretty small. Obviously we can't know that for sure, but I'd be willing to grant that point. But who cares? For little-to-no risk, if anyone is impacted isn't it worth it? I realize the "if one person comes to the Lord..." saying is as cliche as they come, but there is some merit to it. Besides, take a look at all the people you interact with any a fairly regular basis: family, friends, coworkers, corner market employees, neighbors, mailmen, coffee shop workers, etc. What percentage of these folks are coming to Christ by our "friendship evangelism" method? If it's fairly high in your life, God bless you and please share your secret. But most of us probably aren't doing too well, so we can't use the "how effective is it?" excuse regarding tracts. (Oh please Lord, help me.) While you're at it, take a second and read Mr Genor's Testimony. You can probably find the audio, I just found this transcript.
Three, there's something to be said for forcing us to do something that makes us uncomfortable. Last night I absolutely did not want to go out. Bruce and I had talked about it, and when I was more pumped up with zeal earlier in the day I was all for it. By the time 11:30pm had rolled around, I was ready to go to bed. I called Bruce and asked him what he wanted to do, to which he replied "let's go out." I think my answer was something like "that was not the answer I was rooting for" and Bruce replied "same here." Neither Bruce nor I are extroverted people, we don't strike up conversations with complete strangers on a regular basis. I'll give Bruce credit, he really pushed us out there and took the lead. Both of us wouldn't choose this form of evangelism, but it forced us to be more reliant on the Spirit than we normally would. If nothing else, we took a chance we normally wouldn't take. But, you never know, maybe one drunk frat boy will wake up this morning and read that little pamphlet two strangers handing out water gave him.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
a couple small changes
Every now and then I get the inspiration to update the links/pictures on the right of this page. Since I rarely even get the inspiration to post something, I figure making changes ought to be celebrated, no matter how small. So, I organized my links slightly differently. I start with blogs of people I know, but now have alphabetized them by first name (a couple of you may not have known I even read your blog), note that A-Rock's first name is actually Aarik, hence being first in my list..
From there I separate my links into 2 more categories: sites I quasi-regularly visit regarding Christianity or theology (this is broadly speaking, admittedly) and other sites I visit that don't fall under either of the other 2 categories. The first of these are in no particular order, the second in alphabetical order. Why am I not consistenly in my alphabetizing? Because this is my site and I'll do what I want, that's why. I'm assuming I don't have to say this, but just because I link to something doesn't mean I wholeheartedly endorse everything (or anything, for that matter) those sites contain. It just means I find them interesting enough to read.
I also try to update the pictures of books I'm reading and cds I'm listening to every few months or so. The books are fairly up to date, and at some point I really want post some thoughts on the "How to Read the Bible..." books now that I've used them in teaching for the last year. The cds are somewhat up to date. Truth be told, I don't listen to nearly as much music as I used to, largely because I rarely have time to sit down and listen anymore. I've added "Whole 'Nother Deal", "Photographs", and "Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince Greatest Hits" to the list, which have been my companions on the car lately. That's right, DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince have made my cd rotation. You'd have to understand that I go way back with these guys. It's not so much the music as it is the trip down memory lane that I appreciate. A little nostalgia is good for the soul.
At any rate, there you go. I keep hoping I'll post more, but you know how that goes. This is, however, my second post of the day, even if this one doesn't really count. Small victories, my friends, small victories.
From there I separate my links into 2 more categories: sites I quasi-regularly visit regarding Christianity or theology (this is broadly speaking, admittedly) and other sites I visit that don't fall under either of the other 2 categories. The first of these are in no particular order, the second in alphabetical order. Why am I not consistenly in my alphabetizing? Because this is my site and I'll do what I want, that's why. I'm assuming I don't have to say this, but just because I link to something doesn't mean I wholeheartedly endorse everything (or anything, for that matter) those sites contain. It just means I find them interesting enough to read.
I also try to update the pictures of books I'm reading and cds I'm listening to every few months or so. The books are fairly up to date, and at some point I really want post some thoughts on the "How to Read the Bible..." books now that I've used them in teaching for the last year. The cds are somewhat up to date. Truth be told, I don't listen to nearly as much music as I used to, largely because I rarely have time to sit down and listen anymore. I've added "Whole 'Nother Deal", "Photographs", and "Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince Greatest Hits" to the list, which have been my companions on the car lately. That's right, DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince have made my cd rotation. You'd have to understand that I go way back with these guys. It's not so much the music as it is the trip down memory lane that I appreciate. A little nostalgia is good for the soul.
At any rate, there you go. I keep hoping I'll post more, but you know how that goes. This is, however, my second post of the day, even if this one doesn't really count. Small victories, my friends, small victories.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Easter service comedy
This morning in church our pastor gave a childrens sermon, which is always a treat. After he had gathered all the kids of the church around him, he asked them what was special about Easter.
A little boy, William, age 3, yells out, "new underpants!"
A little boy, William, age 3, yells out, "new underpants!"
Saturday, February 03, 2007
dealing with writer's block
Well, it's been a while since I've posted anything, even longer since I've posted anything of any substance. Instead, I will direct you to what is now my favorite comic strip. My sister e-mailed me a link a while back to Dinosaur Comics, a comic strip where only the text changes, never the pictures. I find it hilarious, though it is certainly not for everyone. Case in point, read this and decide if you like it or not (this is the particular comic my sister sent to me). If not, Dinosaur Comics might not be for you, though I think you should check out more of them.
While I'm here, check out Elijah Teague's first report card, given to him by his father, Bruce. I think he did pretty well for a newbie. And for more baby stuff, see Matt & Pam's latest post (better check it out, they only come about twice a year) about their baby. This is what happens when your friends are pregnant or new parents, you end up filling your blog with baby stuff. I need a life.
While I'm here, check out Elijah Teague's first report card, given to him by his father, Bruce. I think he did pretty well for a newbie. And for more baby stuff, see Matt & Pam's latest post (better check it out, they only come about twice a year) about their baby. This is what happens when your friends are pregnant or new parents, you end up filling your blog with baby stuff. I need a life.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
where I come from
I hope you don't mind if I interrupt my series of boring football posts to ask you to read something I found absolutely fascinating. I've mentioned Jeremy's blog (and I'm sure you'll remember that Jeremy is my second cousin) a few times, but today he posted something completely different from what I've thrown in your direction before.
If genealogies interest you at all (or even if they don't), take a look at his latest post, entitled Pierce Ancestry, and see a bit of my family background. And by "a bit" I mean a whole lot. We've got Roman Emperors, a Catholic saint, a Shakespearean character, Charlemagne, soldiers, but no baseball players (as far as I know). It's fascinating. Like Jeremy, I don't think it means too much if you've got wonderful people or scoundrels in your bloodline, it doesn't really affect today much. But it is interesting to see how it works out.
Jeremy and I start crossing paths with our great-grandfather, Walter R. Pierce (b. 1876). His son, Walter (b. 1909) was my grandfather, who fathered my father, Donald (b. 1948- yeah, I just told everyone how old my father is, sorry pops). This genealogy is patrilineal, so it doesn't follow the women (though a few of note sneak in), that would be an interesting study as well. But, for now we'll give poor Jeremy a break, he's a busy man.
If genealogies interest you at all (or even if they don't), take a look at his latest post, entitled Pierce Ancestry, and see a bit of my family background. And by "a bit" I mean a whole lot. We've got Roman Emperors, a Catholic saint, a Shakespearean character, Charlemagne, soldiers, but no baseball players (as far as I know). It's fascinating. Like Jeremy, I don't think it means too much if you've got wonderful people or scoundrels in your bloodline, it doesn't really affect today much. But it is interesting to see how it works out.
Jeremy and I start crossing paths with our great-grandfather, Walter R. Pierce (b. 1876). His son, Walter (b. 1909) was my grandfather, who fathered my father, Donald (b. 1948- yeah, I just told everyone how old my father is, sorry pops). This genealogy is patrilineal, so it doesn't follow the women (though a few of note sneak in), that would be an interesting study as well. But, for now we'll give poor Jeremy a break, he's a busy man.
Friday, December 29, 2006
New Year's Resolutions
I'm very much against making New Year's resolutions. The way I see, there's no need to wait until January 1 to make one, but then again, I'm a boring guy with no sense of adventure. Even that's besides the point, the bottom line is that most of us, myself included, rarely keep them. So, this year I decided to accept the fact I never keep my resolutions and embrace failure. Here you go:
1. Gain weight. This whole eating healthy and getting exercise thing is completely over-rated. I figure with a lot of hard work and strict accountability, I could be pushing 4 bills by Thanksgiving and make a good stretch run into 2008. Ben & Jerry's, here I come.
2. Start drinking, smoking and swearing. I know most of you look at my life and think, "you know, I've never seen Danny stumble around in a drunken stupor- that could be fun", or "he could really use black lungs" or"what Danny needs is a little more vulgarity." Well, let me say, "I hear you." Maybe I'll even step it up and get a tatoo that I'll regret for years to come.
3. Vote democrat. Tax & spend, that's my new motto.
4. Get fired from my job. The way I see it, if we all work, the folks at the unemployment office will be out of jobs. So, I'll take one for the team and keep them busy. That's just the kind of guy I am.
5. Watch more NASCAR. There's nothing better than sitting on your butt for 4 hours watching a bunch of rednecks turning left.
6. Become a Calvinist. Hey, it's predestined.
Well, there you have it, a few resolutions for 2007. I hope you take the time to celebrate my failure with me.
1. Gain weight. This whole eating healthy and getting exercise thing is completely over-rated. I figure with a lot of hard work and strict accountability, I could be pushing 4 bills by Thanksgiving and make a good stretch run into 2008. Ben & Jerry's, here I come.
2. Start drinking, smoking and swearing. I know most of you look at my life and think, "you know, I've never seen Danny stumble around in a drunken stupor- that could be fun", or "he could really use black lungs" or"what Danny needs is a little more vulgarity." Well, let me say, "I hear you." Maybe I'll even step it up and get a tatoo that I'll regret for years to come.
3. Vote democrat. Tax & spend, that's my new motto.
4. Get fired from my job. The way I see it, if we all work, the folks at the unemployment office will be out of jobs. So, I'll take one for the team and keep them busy. That's just the kind of guy I am.
5. Watch more NASCAR. There's nothing better than sitting on your butt for 4 hours watching a bunch of rednecks turning left.
6. Become a Calvinist. Hey, it's predestined.
Well, there you have it, a few resolutions for 2007. I hope you take the time to celebrate my failure with me.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Grammatical Poetry
To an infinitive split, some say it's debatable
I find it to still be an offense berate-able
I find it to still be an offense berate-able
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Rebirth & Birth
You may have already noticed, but I've made a couple more changes to the blog of danny. I switched to Blogger Beta, which is a better version of blogger. It allows me to spruce up the old blog without having to learn html, which I appreciate. So, you'll notice a few changes to the right. First, I added a picture with my profile. I'm not necessarily trying to make any statements about myself with that picture, although I'm sure one of you pop psychologists will begin to dig deep into my psyche and find out the truth. I think it's a funny little deal, so I put it up here for your amusement.
Second, the archives list has a new feature, it allows you to see how many posts I throw out every month. Mind you, this is completely useless information, which makes it right up my alley. You'll noticed I popped out only 1 in June. I think this was for two reasons: I was out of the country for part of that month, and my one post that month was fairly involved. I can't be expected to go crazy like that too much.
Third, you'll notice I have added a "What I've Been Reading" section, complete with pictures of the books for you visual folks. At some point I'll get around to commenting on these books, and I could probably add some more, but this will give you the idea. You'll also notice I have added a "What I've Been Hearing" section, complete with pictures of the cds for you visual folks. Again, I could add more, but this is good enough for now.
My hope is that I can make this blog more attractive without having to up the quality of posting. That would be far too much work for me, so I'll settle for appearances instead. Newer is better, right?
Speaking of newer, this rebirth of the blog comes on the heals of making a new friend, Elijah. I had an interesting phone conversation with him on Thursday morning at about 6:20am. It went somethng like this:
me: Hi, Elijah.
Elijah: Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
I guess I can't blame him; after 9 months of floating around in a sac of fluid with plugs up his nose, you can't expect him to be too happy or comfortable in only 1 hour and 20 minutes. Blessings to Bruce & Morgan upon the birth of their first child, who came in screaming on December 14 at 4:59am, a healthy 7lbs 8oz and 21 inches long. May the Lord continue to bless your family.
Second, the archives list has a new feature, it allows you to see how many posts I throw out every month. Mind you, this is completely useless information, which makes it right up my alley. You'll noticed I popped out only 1 in June. I think this was for two reasons: I was out of the country for part of that month, and my one post that month was fairly involved. I can't be expected to go crazy like that too much.
Third, you'll notice I have added a "What I've Been Reading" section, complete with pictures of the books for you visual folks. At some point I'll get around to commenting on these books, and I could probably add some more, but this will give you the idea. You'll also notice I have added a "What I've Been Hearing" section, complete with pictures of the cds for you visual folks. Again, I could add more, but this is good enough for now.
My hope is that I can make this blog more attractive without having to up the quality of posting. That would be far too much work for me, so I'll settle for appearances instead. Newer is better, right?
Speaking of newer, this rebirth of the blog comes on the heals of making a new friend, Elijah. I had an interesting phone conversation with him on Thursday morning at about 6:20am. It went somethng like this:
me: Hi, Elijah.
Elijah: Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
I guess I can't blame him; after 9 months of floating around in a sac of fluid with plugs up his nose, you can't expect him to be too happy or comfortable in only 1 hour and 20 minutes. Blessings to Bruce & Morgan upon the birth of their first child, who came in screaming on December 14 at 4:59am, a healthy 7lbs 8oz and 21 inches long. May the Lord continue to bless your family.
Friday, November 24, 2006
time to make a change (ch-ch-changes)
Well, the blog of danny has undergone a renovation. Maybe it's time for a little spring cleaning, even if it is November. I really liked the white text over the black background, but I realize that it's probably hard on the eyes, especially for a post as long as my last one. Besides, doesn't it feel like a whole new blog now?
More than just the basic look has changed. I've updated the links on the right, it includes some friends, a sports writer, a band, a Bible translation and a philosophizing second cousin. Oh, and some stupid news link that Google provides. I'm sure there are some I have forgotten, I apologize. I basically reserve it for those I'm closest with and a couple other sites of note. There are other web sites I read consistently, maybe I'll get around to putting them on here at some point. For now, this is what I have.
I also added a text to the sidebar, but it doesn't really say anything yet. It took me forever to figure out how to do that (I'm not exactly computer savvy). When I come up with something I'll change it, so be on the lookout. I would put a mini bio, but I figure most of the folks who read this blog already know me. If not, well, ask. I also added a footer (that also took me a while to figure out), I might change that around periodically. Maybe someday I'll progress to the point that I can add pictures or something.
Let me know what you think, if you have further suggestions to improve this blog I'm willing to listen. I'll bend at the whim of the masses, I assure you.
More than just the basic look has changed. I've updated the links on the right, it includes some friends, a sports writer, a band, a Bible translation and a philosophizing second cousin. Oh, and some stupid news link that Google provides. I'm sure there are some I have forgotten, I apologize. I basically reserve it for those I'm closest with and a couple other sites of note. There are other web sites I read consistently, maybe I'll get around to putting them on here at some point. For now, this is what I have.
I also added a text to the sidebar, but it doesn't really say anything yet. It took me forever to figure out how to do that (I'm not exactly computer savvy). When I come up with something I'll change it, so be on the lookout. I would put a mini bio, but I figure most of the folks who read this blog already know me. If not, well, ask. I also added a footer (that also took me a while to figure out), I might change that around periodically. Maybe someday I'll progress to the point that I can add pictures or something.
Let me know what you think, if you have further suggestions to improve this blog I'm willing to listen. I'll bend at the whim of the masses, I assure you.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
laundry, guest blogging, mirrors & smoke, blogprops
Laundry
I was supposed to do some laundry tonight, but I really wanted to sit down and write this (not this part, but the upcoming blogprops). So, instead of doing laundry, I went out and bought some more boxers. That's just as good.
Guest Blogging
I had the pleasure of guest blogging over at Oh Me of Little Faith. I was one of a series of guest bloggers on the topic of community, I recommend you check them all out.
Mirrors & Smoke
I posted last week about a music video I saw for the new Jars of Clay song "Mirrors & Smoke" (I would link to it, but I want to make you scroll down and pass my posts in between). What I did not know at that time is that this is not the video the band came up with, but rather a video done by a fan. Whoever this person is, well, he (or she, I shouldn't assume) is possibly the coolest person who has ever lived. By the way, the more I listen to this song, the better it gets. Really well written, in my opinion.
Blogprops
Last week my roommate (Jonathan, aka JP) and I moved across the city, which might as well be across the state (at least when it comes to moving in Boston). This year's move was far more successful and less frustrating than last year's move (maybe someday I'll get Jonathan to write about the living hell that was Moving Day '05). This would not have been possible if not for some wonderful friends, to whom we owe a great debt. I want to thank them publicly, or at least semi-publicly.
Our friend Dave let us borrow one of his work trucks on Thursday night, which enabled us to cut down the number of trips back and forth. It also allowed me the adventure of driving a vehicle that is far bigger than what I am used to (I had no problems, for those wondering). Dave also loaned another truck the following night to a couple damsels in distress (mentioned in my guest blog noted above). Dave is simply a quality guy.
A nice fella named Jeff got far more than he bargained for. He thought that we were moving a mile or two away, he had no idea we were going across the city. Mind you, I figured he knew, but I'm not that smart. I didn't account for the fact that in the past couples months he has planned a wedding, got married and went on his honeymoon. I suppose keeping up with Danny's comings and goings wasn't on the top of his priority list, and I can't blame him at all. Either way, Jeff was awesome, he loaded up some boxes, tied a queen size mattress/box spring (Jonathan's, not mine) to the top of his SUV and helped us out. Thanks, Jeff.
Coming up huge for us was our good friend, Neil. Neil traded vehicles with me for a day and a half, he took my car (broken bumper and all), we took his pickup. Without this there is no way we would have been able to move our stuff. The bottom line is that Neil sacrificed a lot to help us out, and I am eternally grateful (as is Jonathan, I imagine). This is why Neil is one of my favorite people in the world. I apologized and thanked him countless times and he would simply reply "this is what it means to live in community." He has earned the right not to be made fun of for his manpris for at least a week.
I wasn't there, but Steve Holt helped us move some stuff into our apartment. This is no easy task, since we live on the 3rd floor and have a steep, windy staircase (quite common in this old city of ours). We barely know Steve, so him volunteering is greatly appreciated.
Finally, the biggest blogprops go out to Matt and Pam, who have modeled love and patience this past week. Here is a catalog of what they have done for us in the last week (and I hope I'm not leaving anything out): they helped us move items on Wednesday night into the apartment, including our couch, which barely fit up the stairs; they let us move items into their apartment for temporary storage on Thursday afternoon (some of them are still there, unfortunately); they helped us move stuff in on Thursday night (when I was still at our old place); they drove to our old apartment that night and helped us load up two trucks and their car; they went back to our new place and helped us move stuff in (staying up well past midnight, even though Matt had to go to work in the morning); they let us stay at their place starting Thursday night until tonight; they made breakfast for us (Swedish Pancakes, Neave style); Pam made grilled cheese (with bacon) tonight for my dinner, even though I explicitly told her not to, because that's the kind of godly woman she is; they have not uttered a single word of complaint despite the fact that we have mooched off them like leaches, although Pam almost threw up in her mouth when I wore my "lounging around the house" clothes. I think that's most of it, though I'm sure there are things I've left out. There really isn't a way we can say "thank you" strongly enough to Matt & Pam, certainly not with some stupid "blogprop."
Thanks to everyone who helped us move, may God bless you greatly for your sacrifice. You helped make a miserable time more bearable.
I was supposed to do some laundry tonight, but I really wanted to sit down and write this (not this part, but the upcoming blogprops). So, instead of doing laundry, I went out and bought some more boxers. That's just as good.
Guest Blogging
I had the pleasure of guest blogging over at Oh Me of Little Faith. I was one of a series of guest bloggers on the topic of community, I recommend you check them all out.
Mirrors & Smoke
I posted last week about a music video I saw for the new Jars of Clay song "Mirrors & Smoke" (I would link to it, but I want to make you scroll down and pass my posts in between). What I did not know at that time is that this is not the video the band came up with, but rather a video done by a fan. Whoever this person is, well, he (or she, I shouldn't assume) is possibly the coolest person who has ever lived. By the way, the more I listen to this song, the better it gets. Really well written, in my opinion.
Blogprops
Last week my roommate (Jonathan, aka JP) and I moved across the city, which might as well be across the state (at least when it comes to moving in Boston). This year's move was far more successful and less frustrating than last year's move (maybe someday I'll get Jonathan to write about the living hell that was Moving Day '05). This would not have been possible if not for some wonderful friends, to whom we owe a great debt. I want to thank them publicly, or at least semi-publicly.
Our friend Dave let us borrow one of his work trucks on Thursday night, which enabled us to cut down the number of trips back and forth. It also allowed me the adventure of driving a vehicle that is far bigger than what I am used to (I had no problems, for those wondering). Dave also loaned another truck the following night to a couple damsels in distress (mentioned in my guest blog noted above). Dave is simply a quality guy.
A nice fella named Jeff got far more than he bargained for. He thought that we were moving a mile or two away, he had no idea we were going across the city. Mind you, I figured he knew, but I'm not that smart. I didn't account for the fact that in the past couples months he has planned a wedding, got married and went on his honeymoon. I suppose keeping up with Danny's comings and goings wasn't on the top of his priority list, and I can't blame him at all. Either way, Jeff was awesome, he loaded up some boxes, tied a queen size mattress/box spring (Jonathan's, not mine) to the top of his SUV and helped us out. Thanks, Jeff.
Coming up huge for us was our good friend, Neil. Neil traded vehicles with me for a day and a half, he took my car (broken bumper and all), we took his pickup. Without this there is no way we would have been able to move our stuff. The bottom line is that Neil sacrificed a lot to help us out, and I am eternally grateful (as is Jonathan, I imagine). This is why Neil is one of my favorite people in the world. I apologized and thanked him countless times and he would simply reply "this is what it means to live in community." He has earned the right not to be made fun of for his manpris for at least a week.
I wasn't there, but Steve Holt helped us move some stuff into our apartment. This is no easy task, since we live on the 3rd floor and have a steep, windy staircase (quite common in this old city of ours). We barely know Steve, so him volunteering is greatly appreciated.
Finally, the biggest blogprops go out to Matt and Pam, who have modeled love and patience this past week. Here is a catalog of what they have done for us in the last week (and I hope I'm not leaving anything out): they helped us move items on Wednesday night into the apartment, including our couch, which barely fit up the stairs; they let us move items into their apartment for temporary storage on Thursday afternoon (some of them are still there, unfortunately); they helped us move stuff in on Thursday night (when I was still at our old place); they drove to our old apartment that night and helped us load up two trucks and their car; they went back to our new place and helped us move stuff in (staying up well past midnight, even though Matt had to go to work in the morning); they let us stay at their place starting Thursday night until tonight; they made breakfast for us (Swedish Pancakes, Neave style); Pam made grilled cheese (with bacon) tonight for my dinner, even though I explicitly told her not to, because that's the kind of godly woman she is; they have not uttered a single word of complaint despite the fact that we have mooched off them like leaches, although Pam almost threw up in her mouth when I wore my "lounging around the house" clothes. I think that's most of it, though I'm sure there are things I've left out. There really isn't a way we can say "thank you" strongly enough to Matt & Pam, certainly not with some stupid "blogprop."
Thanks to everyone who helped us move, may God bless you greatly for your sacrifice. You helped make a miserable time more bearable.
Monday, August 28, 2006
post about music videos
Before I begin, I'd like to note that my friend Brian have vowed to post 5 times a week in order to stick it to me for doubting the stamina of his beginner's enthusiasm. I've been inspired to pick up the pace a little bit, but not this week, since I'm moving this week. Brian, let this grizzled veteran of 5 months fill you in on reality. Blogging isn't like an exegesis paper or a marriage, you can't just show up, go through the motions and expect success. It requires work and dedication. The blogosphere is a fickle beast, one minute people are commenting and thinking you're the best thing since swiss cheese, the next minute you're stumbling about posting about some inane topic like music videos and your fans are moving on the next rookie sensation.
Speaking of which, I've never been a big fan of music videos as a genre. I've always been of the opinion that they were generally boring and lacked originality. Not all, but most. I've just always thought they were awkward looking, the band stands in a field or something and plays their instruments that aren't plugged in as the lead singer mouths the words into the camera. That describes the vast majority of music videos.
I generally prefer two types of music videos: those from live performances, and random funny ones. I love live music. I'd rather listen to Dave Matthews Band Listener Supported than one of their studio albums (some of which are great). I just think that live music gives you a better idea of the true talent of the band, in my opinion (I suppose studio work offers a view at a different kind of talent). Music videos give you a glimpse into how the band plays together and the individual talents of each member.
But the second type of music video is what inspired this particular post. Before I get to the specific video in mind, I'd like to note that I always felt that the Foo Fighters were the kings of randomly funny music videos. Between Big Me, Monkey Wrench, and Everlong (and there are probably more I'm forgetting), they ruled the genre (well, I suppose besides Weird Al, but he's different anyway). Weezer was always good for a funny video, too. I'm sure there are many others, but I honestly stopped watching these things years ago.
Anyway, on to my inspiration. I recently ran across a Jars of Clay video on youtube (the best thing to happen to the internet since blogspot) to a song called Mirrors and Smoke which is probably the coolest thing I've seen in a while. It's random, it's funny, it's stinkin' cool. I like the song anyway, add in the video and I'm hooked. It's something different from the norm, I suggest you take a look.
Speaking of which, I've never been a big fan of music videos as a genre. I've always been of the opinion that they were generally boring and lacked originality. Not all, but most. I've just always thought they were awkward looking, the band stands in a field or something and plays their instruments that aren't plugged in as the lead singer mouths the words into the camera. That describes the vast majority of music videos.
I generally prefer two types of music videos: those from live performances, and random funny ones. I love live music. I'd rather listen to Dave Matthews Band Listener Supported than one of their studio albums (some of which are great). I just think that live music gives you a better idea of the true talent of the band, in my opinion (I suppose studio work offers a view at a different kind of talent). Music videos give you a glimpse into how the band plays together and the individual talents of each member.
But the second type of music video is what inspired this particular post. Before I get to the specific video in mind, I'd like to note that I always felt that the Foo Fighters were the kings of randomly funny music videos. Between Big Me, Monkey Wrench, and Everlong (and there are probably more I'm forgetting), they ruled the genre (well, I suppose besides Weird Al, but he's different anyway). Weezer was always good for a funny video, too. I'm sure there are many others, but I honestly stopped watching these things years ago.
Anyway, on to my inspiration. I recently ran across a Jars of Clay video on youtube (the best thing to happen to the internet since blogspot) to a song called Mirrors and Smoke which is probably the coolest thing I've seen in a while. It's random, it's funny, it's stinkin' cool. I like the song anyway, add in the video and I'm hooked. It's something different from the norm, I suggest you take a look.
Monday, July 17, 2006
the Boss: o-v-e-r-r-a-t-e-d
In a recent mailbag column, Bill Simmons (link to the right) took a question from someone who provided a link to the video of Bruce Springsteen's performance with the Wallflowers at the 1997 Video Music Awards (click on the title of this post to get there). The jist of the question, as well as Simmons' answer, was that Springsteen blew the Wallflowers and poor Jakob Dylan (son of Bob) out of the water.
Watch the video. I'm telling you, I'm not sure they did. Honestly, Springsteen was awful. Dreadful. Vomit-inducing. I just don't understand the fascination some folks have with him. While he is a decent guitar player, he can't sing for anything and is painful to watch.
Of course, if one is predisposed to like the Boss (thereby providing extra-biblical evidence for the depravity of man) they will love this video. It is classic Bruce, here's the checklist: painful vocals- check (listen to him sing the chorus, was that harmony? wailing? squeeling?); messing up the lyrics- check; looking like he's going through a painful bowel movement while playing the guitar- check; and finally (and most egregious in my opinion), sharing the microphone in such a way that it should make every heterosexual male cringe- check. See, what's not to love?
Mind you, some of these things aren't so bad. I don't mind folks who can't sing, after all, I'm a phish fan, so clearly off-key vocals don't bother me too much. But that's part of their style. Bruce is a guy who participated in the We Are the World video, and was awful. You don't see Trey Anastacio doing that stuff, he knows better. Even the painful looking guitar playing isn't that big of a deal. I love Stevie Ray Vaughan, and that man was uglier than homemade sin when he played.
But the microphone sharing thing hurts. He just gets so close to the other guy, it's uncomfortable. Anytime a dude's lips are this close to touching another man's lips, I can't get excited. On the other hand, I agree with Bill Simmons that this would make a hilarious SNL sketch. So maybe it is redeemable.
One final thing and then I'm done. Simmons posits that maybe this performance is a reason why the Wallflowers weren't as big as many thought they would be (that album, Bring Down the Horse is awesome). He says, "it's quite possible that Bruce completely derailed young Jakob", and then asks, "What would have happened if Bruce didn't agree to play the '97 VMAs?" Is he serious? I realize that sports writers are prone to exaggerate, it's their M.O. (that's modus operandi, just for Ryan). But this is ridiculous. We're supposed to believe that because Springsteen showed up on some meaningless show and outplayed (supposedly) Dylan that the Wallflowers never recovered? Sorry, I just can't. It's far more likely that Dylan was so grossed out by Springsteen's spit flying into his mouth during the Share-Your-Microphone portion of the program that he was never the same. I know I wouldn't be.
Watch the video. I'm telling you, I'm not sure they did. Honestly, Springsteen was awful. Dreadful. Vomit-inducing. I just don't understand the fascination some folks have with him. While he is a decent guitar player, he can't sing for anything and is painful to watch.
Of course, if one is predisposed to like the Boss (thereby providing extra-biblical evidence for the depravity of man) they will love this video. It is classic Bruce, here's the checklist: painful vocals- check (listen to him sing the chorus, was that harmony? wailing? squeeling?); messing up the lyrics- check; looking like he's going through a painful bowel movement while playing the guitar- check; and finally (and most egregious in my opinion), sharing the microphone in such a way that it should make every heterosexual male cringe- check. See, what's not to love?
Mind you, some of these things aren't so bad. I don't mind folks who can't sing, after all, I'm a phish fan, so clearly off-key vocals don't bother me too much. But that's part of their style. Bruce is a guy who participated in the We Are the World video, and was awful. You don't see Trey Anastacio doing that stuff, he knows better. Even the painful looking guitar playing isn't that big of a deal. I love Stevie Ray Vaughan, and that man was uglier than homemade sin when he played.
But the microphone sharing thing hurts. He just gets so close to the other guy, it's uncomfortable. Anytime a dude's lips are this close to touching another man's lips, I can't get excited. On the other hand, I agree with Bill Simmons that this would make a hilarious SNL sketch. So maybe it is redeemable.
One final thing and then I'm done. Simmons posits that maybe this performance is a reason why the Wallflowers weren't as big as many thought they would be (that album, Bring Down the Horse is awesome). He says, "it's quite possible that Bruce completely derailed young Jakob", and then asks, "What would have happened if Bruce didn't agree to play the '97 VMAs?" Is he serious? I realize that sports writers are prone to exaggerate, it's their M.O. (that's modus operandi, just for Ryan). But this is ridiculous. We're supposed to believe that because Springsteen showed up on some meaningless show and outplayed (supposedly) Dylan that the Wallflowers never recovered? Sorry, I just can't. It's far more likely that Dylan was so grossed out by Springsteen's spit flying into his mouth during the Share-Your-Microphone portion of the program that he was never the same. I know I wouldn't be.
Monday, March 20, 2006
Would you like a blog of danny? The justification of yet another blog.
I suppose there are few things as self-centered as having a blog. And I haven't done a survey, but I would be willing to bet that most blogs are actually quite bad- boring, rambling and pointless. Would I be any different if I had a blog? I doubt it. So why am I joining the fray? Do I have anything distinctive or interesting to offer?
The quick answers: I don't know why I'm starting a blog, and no, I have nothing interesting to offer the blogosphere. So there you go. You can stop reading now.
But, just in case you are still reading, let me offer a poor excuse for a justification of this decision to journey into unchartered territory (for me, that is). You see, I have noticed something disturbing in my life recently. Throughout my life I have always had someone around to discuss my two favorite things: God and sports (in that order, just for the record). My dad and I have spentless countless hours discussing the important questions of life: who is the greatest offensive lineman in NFL history (John Hannah, hands down), has there ever been another athlete who changed his sport like Bobby Orr (absolutely not), and so on.
In seminary I had numerous friends to discuss theology, commentaries, missions, etc., whenever I wanted (believe me, seminary students love to hear themselves talk). Whenever I wanted to discuss the pros and cons of molinism (which I never understood anyway), argue various millenial views or dream big deams about ministry, all I had to do was open my door (or go to Dunkin' Donuts).
But now, I find myself without anyone to fill these roles. Obviously there are still friends with whom I can talk about the Red Sox, and I have plenty of folks around me who love the Lord with all their hearts. But I just don't have the sports geeks and Bible geeks around me like I always have. None of my friends care about who the most underrated catcher in baseball history is (Bill Dickey), and few care about Greek participles or the Dead Sea Scrolls. This doesn't mean there's something wrong with my friends, just the opposite. It means I'm weird, simple as that. My mind dwells on different things. And for the record, I don't think for one second that my Christian friends are somehow less-Christian because they don't like to talk about the Bible in the way I do. We all process things in different ways, my way just happens to be in that wannabe-theologian style.
So this blog exists because my brain needs to get some stuff out. Chances are there won't be too many people who fit the niche of "Bible/sports geek." That's fine, but I hope somebody reads this stuff anyway. Hopefully I'll hit something you like along the way.
The quick answers: I don't know why I'm starting a blog, and no, I have nothing interesting to offer the blogosphere. So there you go. You can stop reading now.
But, just in case you are still reading, let me offer a poor excuse for a justification of this decision to journey into unchartered territory (for me, that is). You see, I have noticed something disturbing in my life recently. Throughout my life I have always had someone around to discuss my two favorite things: God and sports (in that order, just for the record). My dad and I have spentless countless hours discussing the important questions of life: who is the greatest offensive lineman in NFL history (John Hannah, hands down), has there ever been another athlete who changed his sport like Bobby Orr (absolutely not), and so on.
In seminary I had numerous friends to discuss theology, commentaries, missions, etc., whenever I wanted (believe me, seminary students love to hear themselves talk). Whenever I wanted to discuss the pros and cons of molinism (which I never understood anyway), argue various millenial views or dream big deams about ministry, all I had to do was open my door (or go to Dunkin' Donuts).
But now, I find myself without anyone to fill these roles. Obviously there are still friends with whom I can talk about the Red Sox, and I have plenty of folks around me who love the Lord with all their hearts. But I just don't have the sports geeks and Bible geeks around me like I always have. None of my friends care about who the most underrated catcher in baseball history is (Bill Dickey), and few care about Greek participles or the Dead Sea Scrolls. This doesn't mean there's something wrong with my friends, just the opposite. It means I'm weird, simple as that. My mind dwells on different things. And for the record, I don't think for one second that my Christian friends are somehow less-Christian because they don't like to talk about the Bible in the way I do. We all process things in different ways, my way just happens to be in that wannabe-theologian style.
So this blog exists because my brain needs to get some stuff out. Chances are there won't be too many people who fit the niche of "Bible/sports geek." That's fine, but I hope somebody reads this stuff anyway. Hopefully I'll hit something you like along the way.
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