New Start

It’s been two years since I’ve posted. Much has changed in my life and the world.

When looking thru my previous posts I noticed that I am a bipolar blogger. I have periods of doubt and struggle where I don’t post anything. Then I have moments of confidence and post like a crazy man. I think I even saw a couple of episodes that I imagine are similar to what I’m about to write, where I exclaimed my recommitment to blogging.

When I chose the title of my blog, “After I Think About It”, it was because I would post ideas that had crossed my mind and I couldn’t stop processing or thinking about them. Then I started into some religious posts but they were along the same lines: spiritual thoughts that I was processing.

I think about blogging and writing all the time but kind of lost my focus and was inconsistent(bipolar). Then after a while, I felt like Why start?

But, I was inspired by a blogger I followed that hasn’t posted probably in about two years as well. I thought he was brilliant and respected him. However, in the Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Blogging world, he fell thru the cracks and I didn’t even notice he quit posting. I received an email that he was blogging again and I thought, “now’s the time to do it”. If he can do it, I can do it.

I’m at work so I’ll keep it short.

Good to be back.

Flash Jimi Jamison Memory

Jimi Jamison singing I Can’t Hold Back with Survivor just popped on my iTunes Genius lineup. He used to hang out a lot at Alfred’s on Beale Street when I was the General Manager. The Willies played frequently and lots of famous rockers stopped by to sit in with them. Jimi was a regular and so was Joe Walsh who had a house in Memphis at the time. One night the place was packed and many people sat in including Joe Walsh, Jimi and Joe Strummer of The Clash.

Fast forward 20 years. I was at the Memphis airport and ran into Jimi. I reintroduced myself and we shared a few stories about our Alfred’s memories. He laughed about one in particular.

He said he saw Rob Caudill talking to Joe Strummer earlier in the night and they seemed to be having an intense conversation. Rob walked away and came to Jimi with a bewildered look on his face. Jimi asked Rob what was up. He told him that guy was claiming to be “Joe’s drummer”. Rob knew Joe Walsh’s drummer and was arguing that he was NOT Joe’s drummer. Jimi said he cleared things up.

He was gone a couple of years later. When I think about it I wish I would have talked to him for just a little while longer. That was the last time I saw Jimi.

A little bit of Grace

A tree was down across our road out in the country. My son found this out on the way to school and had to back up to turn around. It was a little dark still so he ran off the road into some mud and got stuck. I picked him up at 6:45am and took him to school. My plan was to get it towed after I got my daughter off to school later.

My daughter and I sat at the end of the driveway and watched a county official in his truck blocking the opposite end of our street from any thru traffic because of the work being done on the downed tree. We then watched her school bus drive right past the blockade without even attempting to come rescue the one student on the street.

So out I set taking another child to school. I work from home so this is a pain in my day to say the least. I figured they should have the street cleared and took her to school in the same direction as my son’s car. That was a smart choice because there was a Sheriff  with all his lights flashing checking out the car.

I approached, rolled down my window and said “that’s my son’s car”.
Seeming to be a little irritated, he said “well I’m fixin to tow it”.
My first thought was that if I let him know I’m going to handle this, he’ll drive away happy.
“I’m was going to take my daughter to school then call a tow truck”, I proudly let him know.
“Well, if you leave I’m calling a tow truck now because I have to stay here until this car is moved. It’s a hazard sticking out in the street.” It was off the road but one corner was hanging out on a street that really only me, my eight neighbors and that sheriff use.

I’m already behind with work and don’t want to go to the impound lot to get my son’s car so I asked if I could call AAA to tow it to my house. He agreed and my daughter started freaking out because she was going to be late. Then, AAA tells me the tow truck won’t be there until 11am; it’s 8:45. That was not going to work for him.

I could tell he wasn’t happy with me. And he had every right to tow the car because to him it was a hazard to other drivers even though I thought it wasn’t. He was definitely defending the public and following the rules, “once I’m here, I can’t leave until the problem is resolved!”

“I’m calling a tow truck and it’ll be here in 20 minutes. You take your daughter to school and it’ll be here by the time you get back.”
I asked if they would take it to my house and he said they’d take it wherever I wanted since I would be paying for it.

As I sped off, my daughter said, “can’t he give you a ticket for speeding?”

As grumpy as he was, I found myself thankful of something. He showed me grace. He may not have realized it or intended to but he did. In my mind, my daughter was going to be late to school and I was going to have to pickup my son’s car at the impound lot. Because of his little kindness, neither one of those things happened.

When I returned I chatted with him for a few minutes before the tow truck arrived. It turned out he’s just a normal guy with a grumpy kind of disposition. He said that son of mine needed some driving lessons. I was still thankful.

 

Let’s Take a Deep Breath….

It’s Christmas season. By Christmas season, I mean it’s not Thanksgiving yet. But being in a thankful spirit, Christian social media junkies have pulled out their social media shotguns and are firing at Starbucks. If you must ask why, just Google “Starbucks Christians” and you’ll be caught up immediately. This all heated up after a post from Joshua Feuerstein calling for some Christian tomfoolery. After that, it appears that the internet and other Christians went crazy. My favorite headline reads “Arizona pastor says Starbucks hates Jesus”.

I would just like to take time out of my day to thank all those involved for giving me another topic I know I will have to discuss with a non-believer before listening to anything about Jesus. I’ve had many spiritual discussions with people trying to sort out the strange things Christians say or do. Like when my uncle got saved. A branch of Christians called “Southern Baptists” were boycotting Disney. He had the whole trip planned for his family but made the mistake of getting saved. He pulled me aside at a party wanting to know what was the “right thing” to do -go to Disney or cancel. I’m reminded of discussions in the past about something Jerry Farwell or Robert Tilton said. These discussions are more important to outsiders than Jesus because if Jesus makes you do things like that, they don’t want any part of Christianity. I know because I had the same mindset before I got saved.

If you want to read and article that wraps up exactly how I feel, read this by Matthew Paul Turner. Christians in the United States have a very tainted view of religious persecution.

How about this….instead of telling the Starbucks barista your name is Merry Christmas so that they’ll blurt out something that may mean nothing to them, how about you tell them you love and follow Jesus and you are sorry for everyone of your relatives with the same name.

No One Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen

There’s nothing like surgery to bring you around to working on the important things in life like the blog you haven’t touched since this time last year. Just think of this post as my celebratory post for a year of slacking.

Today, I’ve been off work for almost two weeks and am about to go crazy. My doctor told me I could go back to work Monday but I created a list of things that may prove that I need to go back to work ASAP:

1) Popping first beer around 3pm CST.
2) Can no longer distinguish between second breakfast and first lunch.
3) My dog stares at me when it’s time for another nap.
4) It’s difficult to answer “What do you do for a living?” honestly.
5) My phone needs recharging by noon.
6) “I had surgery” is still the answer to anyone that asks me to do something.
7) After thorough analysis, I can tell you which Facebook friends are probably
bi-polar.
8) I’m still in pajamas when the wifey returns home from work.
9) There’s a 90 year old woman at my house who’s accomplishing like a boss while I’m sitting on the couch(because “I had surgery”).

“I am an old man and have know a great many troubles, but most of them never happened” Mark Twain