The Life of Baron

I AM still alive.

2008-09-16T17:09:00.000-07:00

It is now time that I, Laura, hack into my dear husband's blog {Jamey style} and update any readers that are still checking {insert "all two of you" joke here}.

Besides the fact that school has started back and Baron has been busy preparing for classes, organizing chapel, and planning for the new "assembly periods" at Prattville Christian Academy, he now has a new job responsibility that demands a LOT of his time. This school year, he started his first part-time football coaching position! He is working with the receivers & defensive backs for the varsity football team at PCA. {Go Panthers!} As much time as this new job takes, Baron is enjoying himself so much, and I know he is doing a great job with the team. Coaching football is something he has wanted to do for a long time, and I am so glad he's finally gotten the opportunity!

This season is a tough one for PCA. This is only their 3rd year in the football program, and to top that off, they were bumped from 1A to 3A, and several of their players have been hurt. They haven't won a game yet, but the guys did play their best game ever this past Friday night against Bessemer. It was a huge deal for the Panthers to score first and hold the lead...at least for a little while. :-)

So, since Baron hasn't posted in forever, I will share a few pics to keep this post interesting. Keep coming back!

{Panama City, August 2008}

{ground breaking for PCA's new gym/cafeteria/classroom building}

{Baron's t-shirt design for the theme for the 2008 school year - sorry the 00's are cut off at the top}
{at the beach in June}

{North Georgia Mountains with the Wishum clan this summer}

{first Panthers game of the 2008 season...on our brand new very own football field!! very exciting!}

tah dah!

2008-06-26T18:46:00.000-07:00

ok, so I'm putting this poster on here for two reasons...

1. because I liked the way it turned out...thank you PhotoShop

2. just to see if anyone else will see it...if you drop by, let me know.

Peace!

I'm baaaack...well, sort of.

2007-10-25T19:56:00.000-07:00

Hey y'all, this is Laura. Since Baron has apparently temporarily left the blog world, I have hacked into his blog to leave a post. I will now share with you a video that is quite possibly mine & Baron's new all-time fave sketch on SNL. (Ok, so maybe not "all-time" fave, but it's definitely on the top 10.) We've seen 3 different ones so far, and this one isn't the funniest one, but it's still pretty funny. Enjoy! Oh, and please leave a comment to let Baron know you're still reading! Roll call, please!

My Own Shark Week Video

2007-08-04T20:50:00.000-07:00

Check it out...

http://dsc.discovery.com/convergence/sharkweek/video-mixer/video-mixer.html?friendsClip=3639

Urinal Art?!?

2007-07-28T13:59:00.000-07:00

Honey, I found a great way to spice up the look of the bathroom!

I really hoped they flushed before taking this picture.

The Newest Member o' the Fam

2007-07-07T17:51:00.000-07:00

Here he is folks...please give a warm preferred community welcome to...Toby!

The first family portrait...

Toby asked that I be sure and tell everyone that he would love for you to drop by and see him. He is very excited to be a part of the family and really wants to meet you all.

Come on...you know you want to...

New Leader of the Get Fresh Crew?

2007-05-24T07:31:00.001-07:00

To me, this was the highlight of the final show...that boy got skillz!!

Welcome to My Party...

2007-05-20T20:23:00.001-07:00

It's alive! I've finally gotten BamaShark Customs on the web!

Please drop by and have a look. There my be some minor tweeking left to do, but you can see examples of my work and order information...in case your interested. You can get there by clicking here or using the link to the right.

Enjoy! and tell your friends :)

My Life in Pictures

2007-05-17T07:33:00.000-07:00

Stole this from several folks...Type in the answers to these questions in Google image search and upload the first pic that pulls up. I was curious how it would turn out for me, so here we go...

Where I was born: Wiesbaden, Germany. I'm pretty sure I used to live in this actual building...ah, the memories

Where I live now: The Gump. Here's our founding father...

What is my name? Baron Goins. Wow, I look a lot like Eric Gwin...

My grandmother. Here she is winning the Nobel Peace Prize...

Favorite Food: shrimp

Favorite Drink: Vault. Sure they're a little hard to open, but man are they worth it...

Favorite smell: fresh baked cookies

Favorite Song: right now, probably Boomin by Tobymac. That's my car on the left...

Place I have lived: Rantoul, IL. Care free checking, need I say more?

Where do I work: ALFA Insurance Here's my company issued vehicle...

Where I will work starting July 1: Prattville Christian Academy

Where I would like to visit: The Super Bowl

My Niece...the prayer warrior

2007-04-26T08:04:00.000-07:00

My mom talked to Kristin (my sister) this morning. She said on the way to school they always sing and pray to God.

Evidentally they take turns between Emma and Ella (my nieces).

This morning it was Emma’s turn. Kristin said she prayed for the Devil...that God would make him nicer because he liked to put people in the fire and that was not nice.

That's our Emma!

Because I'm Too Laz...um...Busy To Post Anything Original

2007-04-06T20:28:00.000-07:00

Highlight of My Week...

2007-02-03T08:16:00.000-08:00

PATIENT INSTRUCTIONS FOR COLLECTING STOOL SPECIMENS

Your doctor wants to perform a stool study. This test is performed by an outside reference laboratory and requires a sample of your stool. You will be given a sterile sample cup in which to collect the stool. You may collect it in the privacy of your own home and transport the sample back to us. if the sample cannot be brought back immediately, the stool specimen must be kept cold (in a cooler with an ice pack).

A convenient way to collect the stool is to place a newspaper in the commode before defecating. The newspaper keeps the sample floating, making it easier to access. Use a device such as a tongue depressor (which we provide) to scoop the stool into the cup. Please provide as much sample as possible. Seal the cup. Wad up the newspaper and discard (do not flush the newspaper). We can also provide you with nonsterile gloves if you desire.

When you return to our office with the sample, please make sure your name is on the cup and hand it to one of the laboratory staff. We will order the required tests and prepare it for sending out to our reference lab. The results should be available in 5-7 working days. The doctor will review the results and determine further actions if needed.

Thank you

All I Want for Christmas is...2 New Tires?

2007-01-01T07:42:00.000-08:00

Ah Christmas...a time of joy, a time for giving, a time for receiving those things you've been wanting for 12 whole months. For us, Christmas also means a road trip to the great town of Americus, Georgia to visit relatives on Laura's side of the family. We always have a great time! Good food, naps on the carpet, great gifts, the walk, and so much more. This year was no exception...

For us, drama began on the way home. The majority of the trip was hassle-free. Traffic - smooth. Weather - decent, but a little rainy. Vehicle - running great. Driver (that would be me) - not even drowsy. At about mile number 137.4 of our 162.05 mile drive we decided to take a bit of a detour. You see there's this house in Montgomery that really gets into Christmas. The rumor is that they have all of their lights sync'd to music. Since we were coming back thru Montgomery on Christmas Eve, we thought that would be a great thing to see in order to continue the warm, fuzzy feeling we had from our time in Americus...

So, we take the Mitilene exit off I-85, turn left onto Chantilly Parkway, then take a right onto Ryan Road...you with me so far because this is where it gets...interesting...

If you've ever been down Ryan Road...at night...whilst it's raining...it can be a bit tricky. You see, at a very important juncture in that road, it veers to the left. Of course this would be a lot easier to see if there were lights on that road! Unfortunately for us, there were none and when the road veered left, I kept straight.

Then there was this...

which led to this...

which ended in this...

The front tire looked just like this too...two flat tires on the passenger side of the CR-V on Christmas Eve. Needless to say, I was now lacking in Christmas cheer. Two flat tires...at 7:30 p.m. ...in the rain. After a call to Mom and Spiro, and watching car after car do the same thing I did without the same result, I got out in the rain and put the spare tire on the front so I could try to drive our wounded car into a church parking lot across the street. Our poor Honda had to spend Christams Eve and Christmas Day in a cold and lonely parking lot.

Christmas Day went great (we got to use Mom's car), but I knew the tire drama had to be drawn to a conclusion before work began again. After spending a large chunk of my day off (12/26) at Sam's, and handing over my hard earned Christmas money, the CR-V is now back in business with a brand new pair of Christmas tires.

Merry Christmas Honda...hope you enjoy...and lay off those vicious pot holes...I can take no more.

I Can't Drive 55!

2006-12-17T12:23:00.000-08:00

First off, let me say thanks to the hot chick that hacked into my blog to prove to me that people do still check this thing...thanks babe!

Now, back to our regularly scheduled programming...

Will someone please explain to me why the interstate should EVER come to a complete stop for any reason other than an accident or lane closures. Moving to Prattville (I can see clearly now...the house has been completed for quite some time now), has given me the opportunity to partake in our fine Alabama interstate system. What has gotten me confused though, is when I am driving to work...on the interstate...no accidents or lane closings, why do I have to come to a complete stop? multiple times! I mean, think with me for a minute. If the first person on the interstate is driving 60 mph, then the next person shoudl be as well...so should the next, and the next, and the next, etc. Even if the first person pulls off on an exit, the next person doesn't have to stop completely. They just keep driving...does this make sense to anyone else?

I keep picturing in my head, the first person in the long line heading to Montgomery, just stopping on the interstate for no apparent reason...other than to tick off the rest of us trying to get to Mtgy to earn a living. If this is the case, who is this person and where can I find them?

Anybody have any thoughts to contribute?

Return of the Mack...You Know That I'll Be Back

2006-12-11T13:43:00.000-08:00

Hey y'all. It's Laura. Yes, I hacked my way into Baron's blog. This is just a test to see how many of you are still checking Baron's blog for updates. Anyone out there? Give a quick shout out to let Baron know that you're still eager for a new blog post.

Thanks!!

-Laura

I Can See Clearly Now...

2006-09-30T10:58:00.000-07:00

the wait's almost gone...

A week and a half until the first official walk through...won't be long now!

House

2006-09-21T20:01:00.000-07:00

It's getting closer...I can feel it...

A lot has happened since my last post. Here's some pics to get you caught up on the progress...

more to come...

Thought for the Day

2006-09-13T09:35:00.000-07:00

It's pretty amazing what can come to you when you're pumped about a free trip to Six Flags whilst striving to become what God created you to be.

Here's what I came up with...

Life is like a rollercoaster ride...

You can spend the entire journey dreading the worst OR you can put your faith in the creator... sit back, and enjoy the ride.

As for me and my house, we will choose option 2...how 'bout you?

Walls!

2006-09-01T16:07:00.000-07:00

Apparently all of my house updates have to be linked to a song...so without further adieu...

Inspired by the late, great dc Talk...(click here if unfamiliar with what I am referring to)

Taragon has walls (walls)

Of separation

Gypsum board abroad

No desperation

Taragon has walls (walls)

Of separation

Now it won't be long

til celebration!

And just because I love each and every one of you, I leave you with these two pics as well...scary Laura and Laura & the tractor...enjoy!

8:28 revisited

2006-08-28T19:22:00.000-07:00

Today is our 2-year anniversary (I realize most of you won't read this until tomorrow, but work with me). If you've missed out on the spiritual significance found in the date of our anniversary...click here.
Wow! 2 years have really flown by, and yet...it's hard for me to think of a time when Laura wasn't a part of my life. I guess that happens when you've found "the right one"... and I definitely have done that.

No one else makes me laugh harder or more often.

No one else is more fun to be with.
No one else is more beautiful...without even trying.
No one else cares more for her family and her friends.
No one else makes me more sure of myself.
No one else is more supporting, more loving, more incredible than my wife, Laura.

Thanks babe for the best 2 years of my life. I can't wait to see what else God has in store for us.
I love you.

She's a Brick(ed)----House!

2006-08-22T16:17:00.000-07:00

Mighty mighty, just lettin' it all hang out

She's a brick(ed)----house

The house's stacked and that's a fact...ain't holding nothing back.

She's a brick(ed)----house

Yeah, she's the one, the only one, who's built like a Taragon

Too Good To Pass Up...

2006-08-15T08:35:00.000-07:00

Anyone who has frequented this blog for any length of time knows of my fondness for the bathroom music at ALFA.

Today's ALFA Bathroom Song of the Day was too good not to share. So...there I am..."taking care of business" when the song begins...an instant bathroom classic (drum roll, please)

Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton...

Islands in the Stream!

"Baby, when I met you there was peace unknown
I set out to get you with a fine tooth comb
I was soft inside, there was somethin going on
You do something to me that I cant explain
Hold me closer and I feel no pain
Every beat of my heart
We got somethin goin on..."

(insert your own bathroom joke here)

Sometimes these things just write themselves :)

WHEW!!

2006-08-13T11:51:00.000-07:00

Ok...order has been restored.

Uhhhhh...

2006-08-13T11:50:00.000-07:00

WHERE ARE ALL MY LINKS AND PROFILE STUFF?!?!

I'm so confused...

Our House...In the Middle of Our Street...

2006-08-07T17:12:00.000-07:00

After much clamoring and demand for a post update on the house situation...mostly from my wife...I present to you, PICS FROM THE CONSTRUCTION ZONE...

It all started with some dirt and a dream...and someone else's rather large red dumpster....

Next came the odd configuration of boards along with piles of cement block...and a pallet of concrete. The suspense began to build as we tried to visualize what the house would look like...how much of a backyard would we have...were there any dead bodies buried underneath our house and would that cause problems when we turned on the TV...

The next thing we know, we not only have a slab (duh, duuh, duh; duh, duuh, duh...let the boys be boys...SLAB!) but they started the framing. We could really start to picture the house now...only it looked more like a jail cell than a house...a really nice jail, but I digress.

The frame seemed to go up over night...them boys were FAST!

Here's how the house looked our next trip to P'ville! Fully framed and papered...just like a big ole' present...without the bow...and ribbon...and fancy paper cause that stuff was just black and had staples and nails all in it...anywho. Very exciting sight for us!

Here where we stand at the moment, or at least since Saturday. Siding going up on the house...again much excitement. It's pretty amazing how quick they go up, at least until they are dried in and the interior stuff begins. That starts to slow down the process.

They say we should be in the house in October, so if you ever find yourself in Prattville in October (or November if things really slow down) come by and see us. We'll be the ones with the really big grins...and the new house. :)

Pics of the interior soon to come...again more of a country jail motif right now, but they tell me all that will change...we'll see...

Ode to My Ankle

2006-07-31T18:46:00.000-07:00

My ankle and I have had many adventures together, but as the picture above shows I fear it may be time to trade it in for a new one. Apparently when God was handing out strong ankles...I was in line for the food.

I remember back when we had our first encounter with tragedy, it was baseball season...6th grade All-Stars. I tried to steal third and as I slid my ankle turned the wrong way as I hit the base. I couldn't get up. It was crutches for me as I missed the last 2 games of the series...which we lost.

Then there was 9th grade spring training. My chance at the big time...spring practice at the high school. Unfortunately for me, that ended when some biggin fell on the back of my leg and rolled up my ankle. Crutches again...and I missed out on asking this really hot girl to the dance that year.

Let's not forget the lock-in, 11th grade. Rolled my ankle playing basketball within the first 2 hours of an all night lock-in. Nothing quite like spending an exciting lock-in at the Y with your leg propped up.

Years roll by and so does my ankle...sprains here, strains there. Sometimes swelling...sometimes crutches...sometimes just a weird limp for a day or two.

It hasn't been all bad...football, basketball, wrestling, and even karate were without problems most of the time. I did make it down the aisle with my beautiful wife without incident. Survived Wilderness Trek without a tweak...and of course the latest trip to Six Flags and White Water.

So as I recover from yet another sprained ankle, I guess I owe my ankle some props. Without it I would have never known all the wonderful variations of ankle braces there are in the world (I think I have worn them all)...I wouldn't have known you can still get hurt even when you wear them. How about all the cool things you can do on crutches...when you're bored...and everyone else is playing the games you can't.

Here's to you ankle...may we have no more incidents, sprains, strains (or automobiles). There's no way I can sit on the sidelines for the rest of my life.

BTW, anyone know any good strengthening exercises?

ALFA Bathroom Song of the Day

2006-07-07T15:38:00.000-07:00

Ok...so I started this whole blogging thing with a little bathroom humor...namely my concerns with the musak level in the bathroom at work. One, it was never loud enough (lots of sounds need to be drowned out in there) and B, there's only so many times you can handle the musak version of ABBA's hit, "Dancing Queen".

Being the grown-up that I am (no laughter please) I had let that rant go and succumb to the fact that there was nothing that could be or would be done...

Fast forward to present day...I am proud to say that in a world where most people listen to their own life soundtrack via their cell phone or the 3 iPods they own, something has happened to the musak system! No longer are we exposed to elevator versions of hit songs from the past. We now have actual songs playing over the speakers...with words...AND songs everyone knows! It's hard to express the joy that came over me as I was delivering a cancellation request to another department when I heard Prince's "Little Red Corvette".

So now, the bathroom trips are complete with actual hit songs that, if brave enough, can be sung along with whilst "taking care of business".

In honor of this momentous event, I submit for your approval...The ALFA Bathroom Song of the Day...

I was torn about deciding our first winner. There were two stand out performances on Friday, July 7, but since there can only be one winner I present to you...(drum roll please)...

"Faithfully" by Journey!!

"Highway run...Into the midnight sun...Wheels go round and round...You're on my mind..."

Baron vs. The Nantahala

2006-06-13T15:33:00.000-07:00

I've had a week or so to reflect back on my experience. We recently returned from our annual trip to Vogel State Park in GA. We always have a great time relaxing and getting away from the hustle and bustle of what has become everyday life for the Goins clan. Whilst on the trip I was able to participate in something I hadn't tried before...so in honor of those great match-up movies like Freddie vs. Jason, Alien vs. Predator, Godzilla vs. Mothra...I submit for your approval, Baron vs. The Nantahala (insert looming terror movie music here)

It was a Friday unlike a normal every week kind of Friday...no work, no apartment, just a cabin in the woods with family and friends. There was an air of anticipation and excitement as there had been talk of a kayaking trip, and today was that day. The men rose early that morning, 9:00ish, which is early for vacation rising, scarffed down a hearty breakfast and hit the road. The party consisted of one Roxy Wishum, Keith Wishum, Mark Wishum, Russ Wishum, and me...Baron. 4 Wishums and a Goins packed into a car headed for the great state of North Carolina and the Nantahala River. I was the only one in the group who had never done this before. In fact, my only experience with any type of rafting came last summer at the end of Wilderness Trek in Colorado. This would be no normal rafting trip though. We were going funyaking...I wasn't exactly sure what that was at first. Sounded to me like something someone did after riding the Mind Bender 15 times in a row. But hey, I was up for it. We arrived at the river and decided to eat lunch first...I went with the Roast Beef Gone Wild sandwich. I was pretty sure that would sustain me for what lie ahead.

After cruising the strip looking for the cheapest funyaking outfit we could find, we settled on Fast Rivers, gave them all our money...changed clothes...put on those sexy water booties and gathered our gear, a life jacket and a paddle. At this point I finally got to see what a funyak was. It is an inflatable canoe like kayak. You can sit in it, lay in it...whatever you prefer. I figured it didn't look that intimidating and my hesitation was developing into mild confidence. After an adventurous bus ride to the "let in" site, we were soon in the water, I in my funyak, and we were a cruisin. Didn't take long to get to my first rapids...granted they were not huge at all, but for a first timer it might as well have been the Ocoee. I skillfully maneuvered myself out of harm's way and I was movin...

The rest of the river consisted of smooth sailing followed a few little rapids, a few little rocks (most of which I hit with my funyak). I was getting pretty confident until...

I saw it coming from a ways off. Big rock, standing taller than me (cause I was sitting down)...not one I wanted to mess with, but as I was trying to maneuver to the left something kept dragging back to the right and before I knew it, there was Mr. Rock. Surely I'll just bounce off of it and catch the current around...that was the last thing I thought as my funyak began to climb the rock...sideways...

You ever been in one of those situations when everything seems to move in slow motion? That was happening to me at this moment. One second I was floating, the next I was swimming...and man was it cold! upper 40s/lower 50s...and I wasn't through with the rapids yet either. My first move was to shove the boat off of my head. I had no idea where my paddle was...all I knew was that I was now body surfing in freezing water through some rapids...for the first time!

Luckily for me, I found a calm spot and Roxy pulled up along side me and allowed me to climb on until I could get back to my boat. Did I mention it was cold? Fortunately for me (and Keith who was towing me, remember no paddle) our outfitter wasn't far up river and I was able to gather my wits and a new paddle for the remainder of the journey.

The remainder of our journey was what they referred to as "the falls". Now, I'm a city boy with no real rafting experience...I've recently dumped into freezing water...what confidence I had developed earlier was drifting away with my lost paddle...and we were heading for "the falls". I'm getting a wee bit worried at this point...I know it can't be that bad, but in my mind I'm picturing this.

So, we take off and I'm anxiously approaching "the falls" a little scared but determined that I am not dumping out in that water again...and what came next was pretty much was a blur. I do remember my funyak, at one point, rising up on its side (not good if you're in a boat)...I was then bumped by Russ from behind (which proved detrimental to him, as he then went swimming) which caused me to head down "the falls" backwards!

I wish I had the pictures to show you how dramatic it really was (but they were really expensive and I also had to pay for a paddle...cheapskates), I fought the Nantahala and came out victorious...a little damp, a little cold, but victorious none the less.

This Week's Sign That I Am Getting Older...

2006-05-25T12:32:00.000-07:00

Ok, I have a couple of posts rolling arond in my head, but have not had time to put them down what with the SSC, BSC, softball, church, etc...so let me take a moment to chime in on the AI craze (of course, before this season AI always stood for Allen Iverson, but we give and we take).

I am a fan of American Idol, so is my wife...although she supasses me in allegiance to the show. You see I declared AI dead-to-me after Chris was eliminated...what a travesty.

Anywho, back to the story...the season finale was last night (during church) and like good little 21st century TV watchers, we used the DVR to make sure we didn't miss a thing. After church we even went to a restaurant with no TVs to make sure we wouldn't inadvertantly hear the results before we got home. Overall I give the show high marks...good variety on the guest stars (although we could have done without Meatloaf's awkward performance...that was painful)...and decent numbers for the eliminated that were making their comeback to the show.

The highlight of the show for me was the surprise appearance of the purple one...Prince. Laura was so surprised by his appearance that she nearly kicked over the TV tray beside the chair :)

Now, I've always been a Prince fan, at least since 1999 (the album, not the year). Prince is a strange character to say the least. Great artist, but for the longest he only sang about 2 things...sex or God, interesting combination. He's been around for a long time and has had more hits than I can count, but apparently I had forgotten how old he was...and how old I am...when I heard people having to explain to their teenagers who Prince was. That really took me by surprise. Who doesn't know who Prince is? Diamonds and Pearls was my soundtrack for a summer in college.... what about the Revolution...the NPG...Prince's Purple Rain was my very first cassette. I got it when I turned 13 years old...

Ok, ok...I guess I should have known...afterall it's been a few years since college and even more since I was 13. Oh well, sing on Prince (now that you apparently have cleaned up your songs a bit)...you're cool enough for a whole new generation :)

It's Official...

2006-05-11T07:35:00.000-07:00

That's right folks...it's official...Laura and I are having a house. The contracts have been approved, and our big bundle of bricks and mortar should be available mid-November (baring any hurricanes, of course).

We are anxiously anticipating its arrival. It does have a name, but due to safety constraints we cannot reveal that at this time :)

If you'd like to learn more about the plans for the house click here.

We do plan to post pics during the development process, so be sure and drop by for the latest updates...

But for now, here is our land in all its glory...

Don't get too excited though...the big dumpster doesn't belong to us

E-7

2006-04-30T21:14:00.000-07:00

I've always considered myself a decent outfielder. I've played in the outfield most of my life (the occasional stint at 1st base notwithstanding). I started in right field...made my way to center...and now, in softball, I reside in left field. I love the wide open space...the chance to run and catch the ball...the chance to "gun" a runner out at second or third...the chance to make the spectacular catch...

The spectacular catch is what outfielder dreams are made of. Being able to duplicate catches made by Andruw Jones, Jim Edmonds, and even Willie Mays would be awesome, and I always dream of making that play to save or win the game.

Well, last Thursday night was no different. Our ALFA softball team was in a tight game. It went back and forth...we'd go up by a few runs, the other team would go up by a few runs. Neck and neck for 5 innings. We were the visiting team that night, so we batted first, and going into the top half of the 6th we were down 2 runs. If we were going to make a move...now would be the time. It was quite an inning. We got the first batter on base thanks to a great basehit. Our next batter flied out to center. Our third batter ripped the ball down the right field line...one run would score...wild throw...the second run would score sliding into home! The game was tied! We were not able to add anymore runs and went into the bottom half tied at 15. Time was running out, so we really needed to hold this team scoreless to give us a chance at another at bat.

Remember when I mentioned dreaming of making that game saving catch? Well, of course, it had been running through my mind the entire game and now the stage was set. How would I do it? Diving to my left...full extention...maybe catching out number 3 as I crash into the fence... No matter how it was to be done, I was ready...

First batter...the pitch...swing...here it comes...routine grounder...the runner is really moving and is probably trying to take second...I drop the glove...eye the runner...and the ball rolls right under my glove and to the fence...the runner scores what proved to be the winning run. I was all ready to make the spectacular catch, but I failed to make the routine play...E-7

Looking back on that play makes me think...do I do the same thing when it comes to my Christian walk? How many times have I dreamt about preaching that spectacular sermon, teaching that moving lesson, or going on that overseas mission when at the same time taking my eyes off the routine things...appreciating my wife, keeping in touch with my friends, speaking to that visitor at church, or giving a pat on the back to anyone who needs it?

Don't get me wrong, we need the spectacular play. There are games that would not have been won without it. There are souls that would not have been saved without it. But let's not focus so much on the big play that we allow the routine play to roll right under our glove. The routine play is always a part of the game, and always needs to be made.

Back from the dead. I'm the sleeper done slumberin'...

2006-04-21T15:25:00.000-07:00

Believe it or not, I am posting again. I know what some of you are thinking, "Sure, he's teased us like this before...pretending to be back and then it's 3 years later and nothing." But I actually have more than one thought in my head, so I have at least 3 posts coming (if I can make the time to do them)

So, to catch everyone up on my life from my last real post(i.e. not pimping someone else's blog) to today...here we go!

My Life in a Flash by Baron Goins

Mom gets married to Spiro...congrats guys!...Halloween as Princess Buttercup and the Dread Pirate Roberts; they never looked so good...Thanksgiving in Albany, GA...food, football, and go-carts...tacky Christmas house...Christmas...436 people crammed into the living room to watch the 397 kids shred the paper to discover the gifts...we had a blast!...Last Hour: amazing experience...New Years resolutions...sigh...January marks the beginning of the waste land that is no work holidays until Labor Day...sigh again...Seahawks robbed of a Super Bowl title...why can't Jeremy Stevens catch the ball!?!...house hunting begins with tons of excitement...weekend before Valentine's Day at the Wynfrey...Shula's Steakhouse...Upwards Basketball: Hearn, Skylar, Jordan, Tomias, Drew, Juwan, Richard, Thomas, and Mason...go Eagles!...10.5 hour trip to Ohio for Dad's retirement...Pro Football Hall of Fame (it was awesome!)...10.5 hours back to Montgomery and I didn't fall asleep once...house hunting continues...found the perfect house...made a bid...house hunting continues...sigh for the third time...discovered myspace (be sure to check out the figures)...Aiden's ok!...Zoo Weekend, who knew chimps like to pick there?...house hunting becoming discouraging...Ringling Brothers/Barnum & Bailey's one ring circus...get to hear Hall of Famer, Bart Starr speak AND get autographed football! (I'll be posting about this a little later)...more house hunting...Man of La Mancha at Shakespeare...Easter at "the Spiros", Greek Easter food...yummy...the praying mantis incident...house hunting some more...softball season begins...4 games a week, yeah baby...saved wife from giant roach in the shower...coming to the end of this post...getting hungry and have to go pick up the pizza we ordered 20 minutes ago...

Well, there ya go. My life over the past 6 months. Sorry you didn't get to experience it with me, vicariously thru this blog, but I'll try to do better for the remainder of the year. Please be praying that our house hunting venture comes to a swift and exciting end, and that God continues to bless our family even more greatly than He already has...

Peace! I'm out...but not permanently...I'll be back...no, seriously...Matt, don't be saying stuff like that...

Stop the Press...Who's that?

2006-03-30T07:44:00.000-08:00

Ok folks. Big News! For the few who may happen to accidentally stumble across this neglected blog (bless your souls) I have exciting news. A new blog with insight beyond anything else you've ever read before...from a woman who has changed my life forever...MY WIFE!

That's right!! Laura has joined the blogging world and you need to check it out. Not only is she the most beautiful woman in the world, but she has some great stories as well. She keeps me laughing all the time and I hope she can do the same for you.

So, click on over to this site and peer into the mind of my wife...fasten your seatbelts!

Fab New Blog Site

2006-03-06T07:41:00.000-08:00

This post is simply to plug a new blog site from my friend Ashley Mills. Check it out right here. You won't find anything about NASCAR, monster trucks, locker rooms, or football (that's what my site is for) but you'll find some pretty interesting stuff.

Check it out...

Prayer Request

2005-10-17T09:46:00.000-07:00

Hey guys, this is a request from my wife, Laura...we all covet your prayers for Mark Pierce

"I have already spoken to some of you about this, but I wanted to send out an e-mail to keep everyone informed & to solicit your prayers. My boss, Mark Pierce, was in an accident this weekend and needs prayers now. He was burning some trash and a gas can caught fire and burned about 50% of his body from the torso down. He is at UAB now, and he is on a ventilator. His lungs, kidneys, etc, are functioning as normal. He does have a high temperature, but from what I understand that is typical for burn victims. He has been responding to questions by squeezing his hand, so he can hear what’s going on around him.

Mark is a very strong young man. He was just recently appointed President of Colonial Insurance Agency, and since that appointment he has been such a strong motivator for this agency. His dad, Junie Pierce, works here also, and he said that Mark was even talking about the agency while he was in the hospital. (By the way, for those of you interested, Junie will serve as interim CEO while Mark is out.) Junie called our conference phone this morning and, as you can imagine, was very emotional while talking to us. He said that there will be a website set up to post updates on Mark and for us to leave him messages. I will send out that website address once we get it.

Please, PLEASE pray for Mark RIGHT NOW. I cannot imagine the pain he is in. The only thing (and the best thing) we can do to help him right now is to pray. For those of you who go to VP and are participating in the Seeking the Face of God study, I would like you to consider fasting for Mark this week. I know we are supposed to fast on Saturday, but I am asking anyone who is willing to fast from at least one other meal this week to spend time praying for Mark.

Thanks for listening, and I’ll keep you all posted.

Love,
Laura

“If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.” – Matthew 21:22"

The End of an Era

2005-09-30T07:30:00.000-07:00

Well folks, as they say...all good things must come to an end. Jerry Rice has retired from football. Cadillac and Ronnie have graduated from AU. Gas prices will never again dip below $2.00/gallon...and as of Saturday, 4542 Plummer Court...also know as Momma G's place is no more.

The house that many of you actually have or had keys to...the house with "the coffee table"...the place where so many of us spent hours and hours just hanging out...is closed for business.

We moved to that house when I was in the 7th grade so of course, that house will always hold many memories...

- hours of playing "burn out" with my Dad in the backyard
- epic football games in the side yard...many of which I played by myself, always making the game winning catch or game saving tackle
- afternoon long b'ball games on the goal in the cul de sac (many with a strategically placed jogging trampoline, just to make things interesting)
- where Max and Sam (the family dogs) joined our family.
- the night Kristin (my sister) locked me out of the house...on purpose.
- lots an lots of b'day parties where cake was enjoyed by all without a fork, or knife...or even a plate. Nothing like friends hanging out with hand-fulls of cake.
- it was the place that "Q" first got together
- the home of the coffee table signed by just about everyone who walked through those doors
- hours of movies and games
- it was a place of refuge when I moved back to Montgomery

We all will miss that house that played such a prominent part in some many of our lives.

Thanks for the memories 4542 Plummer Court...you will be missed.

I know there are so many "events" that I have forgotten. What do you remember about Momma G's?

Man, do I love my wife!

2005-09-13T15:57:00.000-07:00

There are many ways to show how much you appreciate and love your spouse. This past week held one of those chances for me and my wife. Thursday night, there I was sitting in River Walk Stadium with my lovely bride and some friends...not to watch the Biscuits play again, but to hear...the group Alabama.

Now I know what some of you are thinking. Hey cool Alabama! I didn't even know they were touring again. Well, they're not. Thursday night was an impromptu acoustic performance to raise money for the victims of hurricane Katrina. There were 3 of the members of the group Alabama and 4 other songwriters from Nashville, all on a stage set-up just behind the pitcher's mound, playing their guitars and singing their little songs.

So what's the big deal, you may ask. How does going to a seemingly pleasant evening at the ballpark show how much you love your wife?

Well, here's the reason...I can't stand country music. I may be the only recorded case of someone breaking into hives due to the sounds of country music. I just don't like it. It's not for me, but my wife likes it. And she really wanted to go see Alabama, so there we were.

The evening started out pretty good as the opening act was Bobby Moore and the Rhythm Aces. Nothing like a little soul music to get you ready for...Alabama?

Anyway, I was entertained that night. Not so much by the music, although one of the songs was really funny. It was by my observations of the crowd I was now a part of. Laura and I began a mental checklist that I would now like to share with you. (Disclaimer: I am not a judgmental person. I just think it's funny when stereotypes actually show up where you expect them.)

So, with all due respect to Jeff Foxworthy, here is what we not only saw, but were amongst...

- various forms of mullet, both male and female...check
- 40 year old man with braided rat tail...check
- a colorful assortment of tank tops (wife beaters surprisingly absent from the crowd)...check
- trendy cowgirl hat...check
- rolled up blue jean shorts...check
- sleeveless button down shirt...check
- clothing made out of the confederate flag...check
- "Lee surrendered, I didn't" t-shirt...check
- Alabama "last tour" t-shirt...check
- NASCAR representation...check
- chain smokers smoking in a non-smoking facility...check (luckily only 3 seats down from me)
- drunk college students...check
- pregnant lady whose shirt did not come down far enough...check
- cheap, faded tattoos...check
- skinny woman with smoker's skin...check

And my all-time favorite,

- foam front trucker hat which read, "BEER: helping ugly people have sex for over 60 years"

You just can't make this stuff up.

Believe it or not, due to all the entertainment located around me, and struggling to keep my lungs clean...I actually had a good time and many people were helped as the crowd raised $110,000 for hurricane relief.

That's it for now...let me know if you have any to add to the list...

Peace!

Off to the Wilderness

2005-07-01T14:55:00.000-07:00

Hey guys! Just a quick post to ask for your prayers this next week. I, along with several others, are heading to the mountains of Colorado for Wilderness Trek, and a weeks worth of hiking, repelling, more hiking, rafting, hiking some more, etc. I've wanted to do this for several years, and this year I get my chance. I am sure to have some great stories to post when I return.

We fly out of ATL tomorrow afternoon, and will arrive back to Mtgy about 10:00 p.m. the following Saturday, July 9.

Unfortunately Laura is not getting to go, and this will be our first week apart since we got married. I'm not looking forward to that part of the trip at all.

Please pray for all of us on the trip that we might experience God in ways unavailable in the big city.

Have a great 4th!

Home Improvement

2005-06-14T12:33:00.000-07:00

Like every man...I feel it is my right, and my privilege as a man to be able to fix anything...install anything...pretty much improve anything mechanically related in my home.

Sunday afternoon, I took on the window-unit A/C. Our home is actually half of a duplex which we rent from an absolutely, incredibly generous woman from church. We'll call her Ms. English (cause that's her name). Our half of the duplex does not have central heat and air. We have a gas furnace downstairs for heat, and window A/C units (one in the dining room and one in the spare bedroom upstairs). After a few "nights of a 1000 fans", we decided to install another window-unit in our bedroom. Brilliant idea, I thought...

We had just gotten home from church and a lovely lunch at Jason's Deli (Praise God for free ice cream), and I decided that afternoon would be the afternoon the deed would be done. I began to scope out the landscape of the window, taking mental measurements and imagining the several calls I was sure to receive for guest appearances on In A Fix...

That was pretty much the last time anything went smoothly...

It all began with having to take the window unit we had purchased back to Home Depot because it was cracked. After exchanging it for another and purchasing some additional supplies, it was back to the house. I opened everything up and began to read the installation directions that came with the window unit...
I don't know who writes these things...I'm sure they have more than a 3rd grade education, but wow...not really all that helpful. Confusing was more like it.
To make matters really interesting, the storm windows we have caused me to have to "build up" the existing window sill in order for the A/C unit to fit securely and correctly. So...I drove to the in-laws house, got some wood, came back to the house only to discover I had no nails long enough to work. Luckily, Laura volunteered to run to Walmart. Thanks babe.
After nailing the wood down in at least 3 different places before finding "the sweet spot" (see earlier description of the enclosed directions), I had to lift the unit into place. That went better than expected, but because our windows are so HUGE (i.e. old house) I then had to fill in the remaining side gaps with plywood and caulk.
This is where the power tools came into play. I have a skill saw that I have used once or twice before, but no saw horses...You'd be surprised how multidimensional a good set of porch steps can be though. The cutting went right along with the rest of the afternoon now turning night. Sawdust spraying everywhere...scratched up goggles making it difficult to see the line I had so meticulously drawn...tempers flaring (ever so slightly) as I realized I had to cut more because the original measurements were incorrect (after putting everything back up)...then there was the caulking. This is an art form that has skipped past my array of talents.

Finally, after 6 hours of hammering, lifting, prying up what was just hammered, hammering again, measuring, drawing, sawing...sawing some more, lifting again, fitting, sealing, caulking, sweating, but never cursing...it was finally over. We have A/C in our bedroom now!! Hallelujah!!
My work here...is done.

The Fast and the Furious

2005-06-08T07:30:00.000-07:00

Although I've never seen the movie (or the Faster and the Furiouser sequel), I'm beginning to think this is a pretty good description of the Goins' family lifestyle. Just a sampling of our weekly schedule (besides work) : Sunday - church and all the fixins; Monday - nothing scheduled; Tuesday - ALFA softball; Wednesday - church; Thursday - ALFA softball; Friday - various weekend activities; Saturday - church league softball as well as various and assundry get togethers; then back to Sunday...

Now, before you get the wrong idea about this post. I'm not trying to proclaim my family as the busiest on the planet. I know there are folks with more on their plate, especially those of you who have kids...AND I also love everything that we do. I love our church and the people that make our lives so special. I love getting to play softball as often as I do, etc, etc.

What I am saying is that I had no idea just how busy we were until this past week (5/31-6/5 -- I've been editing this a lot) when we went on vacation.

My father-in-law's side of the family meets every year at Vogel State Park in north Georgia for a few weeks. We all stay in one of the cabins there in the park. The only "problem" is...there ain't no TV, no cable, and no phone (unless you want to use one of the pay phones they have stashed in various places throughout the park. cell phones don't get service because park is in a valley). Now, I'll have to admit the thought of spending an entire week in a cabin in the woods with no TV and no phone was far from my definition of a "glorious" vacation. I wasn't exactly sure what I was gonna do to fill the time. Afterall, TV is one of life's essential commodities, right?
Anyway...I took several of the sports figures I paint and had a little set-up where I could work on those up there, and actually took a book in case I ever felt like reading. Laura found MEG: Primal Waters which is the third book in a series about...you guessed it...sharks. Carcharodon Megalodon to be precise. I had read the other books and thought it would be a good time filler.

To make a long story short...I had a great time! I had my painting set-up on the back porch. Never painted in a more beautiful and peaceful setting. I finished my book in 2 and a half days, and started on Laura's book, Stephen King's Salem's Lot. I'm still reading that one...it's just starting to get good.

We saw beautiful waterfalls...laid out on the beach by the lake...I had a morning jog around the lake one day...but best of all we had time to s-l-o-w d-o-w-n and enjoy being together. No stress, no time constraints, no worries (mate).

Getting back into the groove at work has been a bit of a struggle, but that's alright. The vacation was great! Thanks to God for showing me it's ok...and sometimes even BEST to slow down and actually enjoy the life you've got.

Here's a few pics of our trip:

Me and Laura by Helton Creek Falls

More Helton Creek Falls

Laura and the creek

Laura and LaWanna huffing up to Brasstown Bald (the highest point in GA, BTW)

Laura, Lindsay, and LaWanna (the 3 L's)

Stories from Cali - Part Deux

2005-05-28T08:09:00.000-07:00

I don't know why strange things seem to happen to me in public restrooms. I don't look for weird things to happen...I don't even plan for the unusual...I just go to take care of business and they just happen...

Here it goes...

We had just arrived at the ATL after an overnight flight from LAX. All of us were really tired. I didn't get to sleep as much as I would have liked. Couldn't get comfortable in those tiny airline seats, etc, etc. As most passengers do when arriving at their destination, the first stop is the restroom. So there I am...at the urinal...

I begin to hear muffled laughter coming from behind me. Not an everyday occurence in the men's room, but I don't think much of it. Maybe someone was really delirious from the flight...but it continues AND I begin to notice people glancing at me.

For those of you unware of the unofficial rules of the men's room, staring at anyone you do not know in there is a no-no. Makes you a wee bit uncomfortable. Anyway, the staring has begun...the laughter continues...

I wash my hands...more laughter...I leave the room...the laughter follows...

It's coming from my backpack! I open it up and there's the portable DVD player we had borrowed (thanks David and Jennifer) with episode 1 of FRIENDS playing away...

Luckily, the laughter was for Rachel and not for me...

Stories from Cali - Part I

2005-05-21T09:05:00.000-07:00

Hopefully, over the next several days I will be able to chronicle for you our exploits in the beautiful state of California. The first installment...my brush with greatness (sort of).

Picture this...LAX (that's the Los Angeles airport) Saturday night, around 7:00 PST. Laura, Kristin, Tim, Emma, and myself are making our way through the corridors. We've had a great trip! Saw my cousin get married, got to visit with family we haven't seen in years...but we were tired and dreading the long plane ride home...

Then...out of no where, it happened...of course I was the only one to recognize him. He was walking toward us, unassuming, minding his own business, probably not even paying attention to the guy in the shark hat staring at him...trying to make sure this was who he thought it was.

That's right folks. It was....

Warren Moon! Quarterback for the CFLs Edmonton Eskimos, the NFLs Houston Oilers, Minnesota Vikings, Seattle Seahawks, Kansas City Chiefs, and maybe someone else before he finally retired.

unfortunately for me, I recognized him too late to find a pen or pull out my camera [sigh]

So Warren Moon, wherever you happen to be, I'll be ready for our next encounter...and thanks for the pic :)

Shock & Awe

2005-05-17T12:33:00.000-07:00

I'm back!! (well, sort of)

Ok...it has been a while since I've invited all of you into the inner workings of my life (thanks for pointing that out Matt :)

And a ton has happened since my last post...there was my lovely wife's b'day on cinco de mayo! Of course, due to the insane schedules of all our friends, we celebrated her birth on siete de mayo and nueve de mayo! We had a blast and got to eat a lot of great food! Mmmmm...food.

We also celebrated another Mother's Day! A great day to honor great women everywhere...and more food.

Recently, we also returned from our second (and hopefully not last) trip to California! I will be posting later about this. Lots of stories, sleep deprivation, and pics.

TTFN! That's "ta, ta for now" for all you non-Tigger speaking folks...

PEACE!

This Week's Sign That the Apocalypse Is Upon Us...

2005-03-08T14:45:00.000-08:00

OK, so I borrowed the title from Sports Illustrated, but I could think of no other way to describe the picture I am about to share.

Those that know me, know I am about as far from a country music fan as you can get. Not a fan. I think I've actually broken out into hives when I heard country music played.

With that said, I share a picture of me and Laura (my wife, for those of you new to the program) in costume for Couples' Western Night...

For those of you wondering, no that is not my hat or my boots. I had to borrow them. Anyway, we had a great time AND won second place in the costume contest.

Here's a few more pics for you to enjoy...

Yee Haw!

Yee Haw again!

Special thanks to Matt, who schooled me on the art of posting these bad boys. Thanks bro. Now I can shower the world in pics :-)

WARNING: This Post Contains Bathroom Humor

2005-03-07T07:31:00.000-08:00

Ok, so it's been awhile since I've posted. We've had a lot going on, and since I usually only get a chance to do this during the 15 minute breaks I get here at work...it's been a while.

With that said, I decided to break the draught with what I started this whole blogness with...a little story of my experience with the ALFA bathrooms.

If you'll recall, we began with some musings of the muzak choices for the thronerooms here at ALFA, and although that hasn't really changed, I always knew a new experience was on the horizon...and here it is.

It was probably late afternoon and the work day was quickly coming to a close. As is customary for me, I have to make a visit every now and then to room of porcelian (because that's what normal people do). As I approached the door, I noticed a portly gentlemen walking away from the men's room. Not an unusual sight, for this time of day, only he glanced back over his shoulder as I approached the door. Not really thinking anything of it, I glanced his way and continued on into the room...

Looking back, it has always been my experience that with guys, we never really look back where we have come from, unless we know there is something back there that may have an effect on the next person approaching the area. I really wish I had come to this realization before I walked through that door.

Have you ever walked into a place and instantly realized there was no way you could stay? I don't know what the portly gentlemen had for lunch, or snack that day, or for dinner the previous evening. All I know is that something wasn't agreeing with him and I walked right into the aftermath...my eyes stared watering...seriously...I couldn't breathe. I literally took 2 steps beyond the door before quickly making the U-turn to get out of there! Wow!! It gave new meaning to word funky!! Not sure what I looked like, who I ran over, or in what shape the door to that sacred place is in. All I knew was that I needed oxygen and in a hurry!

Needless to say, I do not go to that bathroom at that time of day anymore. And to the big'un who left me the prize...props to you o' King of Funk! But next time, how 'bout kickin' on that exhaust fan.

HELP!!!!

2005-02-13T15:02:00.000-08:00

Ok...this post is for all you experts out there who post pics in the body of your blog. Could someone please tell me how to do it. I've tried all weekend and all I get are those lovely red X's.

I've done the Hellobot thing, but I want to be able to add pics within my post. My pics are hosted by Shutterfly, but I can't seem to get them to show in my blog...

If someone could have pity on the technologically challenged and let me in on the secret, I would appreciate it.

Thanks

2005-01-05T15:30:00.001-08:00

Joe Namath - Crimson Tide legend

2005-01-05T15:30:00.000-08:00

Shaun Alexander - Alabama Crimson Tide

2005-01-05T15:29:00.000-08:00

Frank Arrufat - Dolphins fan (with a headless Joe Namath in the background)

2005-01-05T15:28:00.000-08:00

Jason Campbell - Auburn Tigers

2005-01-05T15:26:00.000-08:00

One more time...

2005-01-05T15:25:00.000-08:00

David Pollack - All-American Georgia Defensive Captain

2005-01-05T15:23:00.000-08:00

Hunter Harris - Prattville Christian Academy basketball

2005-01-05T15:22:00.000-08:00

Pat Tidwell - #1 Yankee fan

2005-01-05T15:21:00.000-08:00

Sam Watts - Wayne High School

Oops! I Did It Again!

2005-01-05T13:36:00.000-08:00

I'm beginning to believe that this should be the theme song for the BS...I mean the BCS Championship Game. For the second year in a row, the BCS has given us the wrong teams in the championship game.

Last year, everyone was clamoring for a showdown between LSU and USC, instead, we got LSU vs. Oklahoma. LSU dominated and the Sooners went down in flames.

This year it was the "greatest match-up in college football history", undefeated USC vs. undefeated Oklahoma, but the actual game showed it was not the match-up we should have seen. Again, Oklahoma was out played.

I don't know if you've noticed or not, but there seems to be a common factor in these two mismatches...hmmm, what could it be? That's right, OU which shall now be known as "overrated university". How much longer are we gonna have to put up with a team propped up by the media as a champion, only to turn out as a doormat in the "championship game"?

As an SEC fan, I would have loved to see the Auburn Tigers vs. the Trojans last night. Granted, Auburn may not have beaten USC (very impressive last night), but I guarantee it would have been a better match-up than what we saw last night.

If we can't have a true play-off, can we at least get the right two teams in the "championship game"? Sorry, Oklahoma, you've had two chances now...time to give up the media darling crown. Apparently, you are the weakest link...Good bye.

P.S. ROLL TIDE!!! How do we lose to Minnesota?!?! Oh yeah, Pennington is a 3rd string QB!

Hard Days Night

2004-11-24T13:35:00.000-08:00

"It's been a hard days night, and I've been workin' like a dog..."

Ok, ok, as much as I would love to tell you this is why I haven't posted since Lincoln was president...it's not exactly true. But I have been really busy. My custom sports figure hobby/business is pretty busy this time of year. I've got to finish 7 figures/packaging in time for Christmas. I should be cross-eyed by the time I get through. Good thing I really love to do it. Hopefully, I'll post some pics of the new figs.

Anyways, I hope all of you have a wondermous Thanksgiving holiday! Always great to celebrate a time of year that focuses on the tremendous blessings The Lord God has showered on us, not to mention wall to wall food and football.

Blessings to all and I will post again....most likely....I'm pretty sure....

Drunk Sports Fans

2004-10-18T07:31:00.000-07:00

Looking back, this is my second or third post concerning those folks who feel it's necessary to get wasted to enjoy any type of sporting event. After attending the Alabama/Southern Miss game Saturday (27-3 Roll Tide!!), I have come up with the following observations about our inebriated brothers...

1. To drunk folks...clothing is optional. Apparently when you're drunk, your body becomes better looking than it did before partaking in the fermented beverage, and man are they proud of those bodies! Nothing I like better than a bare sweaty beer gut glistening in the noonday sun.

2. To drunk folks...what they have to say is important and should be heard by everyone around. Please don't try to ignore them. This only causes them to raise the decibel level and repeat themselves over and over and over and over...you get the point.

3. To drunk folks...everything must be said as loudly as possible...regardless of the situation. There's nothing like a drunk Junior fan screaming "Crank 'em up!" in the middle of the "opening prayer".

4. To drunk folks...you're never too drunk to take on a flight of stairs. This is a challenge that can really be fun to watch. Unless, of course, the spill on the stairs turns into a spill in your lap. Yikes! (This also applies to climbing over a row of seats or walking down an aisle to your seat)

Unfortunantly, times up (i.e. break time's over). I hope this has been an educational post for all to enjoy. Feel free to leave your own observations in the comment section.

Peace.

Wow! What a Ride!

2004-10-04T18:03:00.000-07:00

Is it October already? Wow! That's hard to believe...now how to fill you in on the past month or so. Hmmmm....ok, here goes.

First off, the wedding did happen and everything went great! We had a blast. Surrounded by 16 of our closest friends, Laura and I tied the knot. She was gorgeous! I hadn't seen her all day, so as soon as she appeared at the back door of the auditorium I almost lost it. Seriously, the tears almost started to flow, but I got it together and met her and her dad at the front. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Wow!

Anyway, the ceremony went off without a hitch (except for the time our ring bearer, Cameron Thompson, rolled down the steps during the first prayer. He was ok. Didn't cry a bit. Just a quick call for daddy. He's a tough little dude), and we headed back down the aisle as husband and wife to the sounds of "Celebration" by Kool and the Gang. :-)

The honeymoon was a Disney World extravaganza. Limoed from the Orlando Airport to The Grand Floridian for 5 days/nights of Disney fun. We saw the Cirque du Soleil, Fantasmic, Downtown Disney, MGM, Magic Kingdom, Epcot, Typhoon Lagoon (where we swam with sharks!), and the Animal Kingdom (pics to follow in later posts). Everything was perfect until...

We were supposed to fly out of Orlando at 2:00 Friday afternoon...then Hurricane Frances came a calling. 2 hours before our flight was to leave they closed the Orlando Airport and we were stuck at Disney World. I know what you're thinking...oh boy, stuck at Disney, how harsh, how did u ever survive? And you're partially right...if I was gonna get stuck anywhere, Disney World and our honeymoon would be the place to be stuck. But Disney doesn't stop charging you if you're stuck either. Luckily, thanks to Dave Ramsey, we had an emergency fund to fall back on. Money wasn't a problem, it would just have to be replaced when we got back. We did, however, move over to the Wilderness Lodge for the hurricane portion of our stay. So, one additional day turned into 4 and after rescheduling our flight 2 times, we flew from Orlando to Huntsville to Atlanta to Montgomery, finally getting home at 1:00 a.m. Wednesday morning. Whew!!!

to be continued...

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2004-08-25T07:42:00.002-07:00

"And the Lord spake, saying, 'First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three. No more. No less. Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then, lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.'" The Holy Grail (as if you didn't already know)

Ok...so thinking I could post everyday in the countdown to the big day was a bit ambitious. But hey, what do I know. Here we are, welcome to day 3. Three days til the wedding and the "to do" list seems to be growing. Laura is off tomorrow and Friday, so she'll be running around Montgomery. I won't be off until Friday, so the madness really begins then. Hopefully....Lord willing....most of the stuph will be done because we're moving Laura's furniture on Friday which will take a huge chunk out of the morning. Ah yes, gotta love the hectic life. Bring it on! :-)

BTW, I know I promised stories of the engagement, etc. If you'd like to hear the condensed version of that, you can click on My Fiance' in the links section. Maybe one day I'll get to the part of the story that is my favorite, her initial reaction. Somehow "oh crap" wasn't the phrase I was expecting :-)

Anyway, don't know if I'll post again before the wedding. If not, please keep us in your prayers. And drop by the big shindig if you get a chance, we'll be the ones up front with the new shiny rings.

Peace!

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2004-08-20T07:32:00.000-07:00

8:28.....Have you ever had one of those times when God reminded you that He's been there all along? I had one of those experiences. June 26, 2004, Laura (my fiance') and I were sitting in the crowd watching our good friends Russ and Jessi get hitched. As I sat there I thought, "Hey, that's cool. There anniversary is 6/26. Russ must have done that to help him remember. That dude is one smart....hey, wait a minute, Laura and I's anniversary will be 8/28. Score! I shouldn't have a problem at all remembering that..." It was at that moment that God put His mighty hand on my shoulder and I had one of those moments I had only read about.

For those of you who don't know alot about me, I moved back to Montgomery in 2000 after a handful of really tough years. During that time I felt God remove my calling as a youth minister. I worked a humbling job in a machine shop for 6 months sweeping floors, scraping grease, and loading parts (I was the only one in the shop with a college degree). I got divorced after 2 and a half tumultuous years, and basically came crawling back home looking for shelter.

My friends and my family helped bring me back (I'll get into that in another post), and then I met Laura, we dated, got engaged, and are getting married in 8 days (wow, one sentence that covers almost 2 and half years!)

Anyway, back to the story....it was in that pew...during that wedding...that God whispered in my ear, "Remember Romans 8:28... 'All things work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to His purpose'..." God had been with me all along. Through giving up my calling, dealing with the humility of working a "grunt" job, struggling through a divorce that rocked my world, He was always there. Coming home, getting back on my feet, refocusing on His message and His mission, meeting Laura and falling in love again (something I wasn't sure would or could happen again), He was always there.

So...my anniversary, 8:28, will always be a reminder that I never have been and never will be alone. No matter what happens, God will never leave. He loves me. He's looking out for me. What can I say, God is good!

Thank You Lord for being faithful to a child who lost his way...

9

2004-08-19T12:41:00.000-07:00

We are now in the single digits!! That is hard to believe! Everyone tells you how time really flies once you get engaged. I remember people telling me that when we had 4, 5 months to go. Needless to say, I didn't really believe them, but they were right! A week from Saturday...

Hopefully, over the next few days I will get a chance to fill you in on how everything's going, how we met, how we got engaged, etc, etc. Most of you probably already know all of that, but just in case there's a person out there who stumbles across this blog. We wouldn't want them to be totally confused, noe would we? :-)

Anywho...stay turned for the exciting continuation of...COUNTDOWN TO WEDDED BLISS!!

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2004-08-18T07:37:00.000-07:00

The countdown begins...not that I haven't been counting down for the past, oh...I don't know, 6 months! 10 days from today I will marry the most beautiful woman in the entire world. I know some of you probably have other opinions (if you're already married, you had better), but you would all be wrong. God has truly blessed my life with Laura and in 10 days we tie the knot!

We are busy taking care of last minute details...you know, the ceremony, the music, the flowers, etc., etc. Did I mention we're trying to paint a few rooms in the apartment also?

Anyway, it will all get done AND it will be great! Can you tell I'm a little excited? Please keep us in your prayers as the big day approaches...

2004-08-09T15:50:00.000-07:00

Ok, I promise there will be an actual "word" post eventually, but until then....more figures!! We move again to basketball. This is one for a kid in Elba, AL. Believe it or not, this one started out as Stephon Marbury. I had to sculpt hair on this baby. I think it turned out pretty good, especially for a first try. Anywho, let me know what you think...

2004-07-30T15:52:00.000-07:00

Back to Bama...here's the spring training version I did for my bro-in-law Tim. Matt, he looks like he has your calves. :-)

2004-07-25T12:34:00.000-07:00

Moving along to hoops...here's Faulkner University's b'ball hero, Paul Little from their 2000-2001 National Championship season.

2004-07-23T15:07:00.000-07:00

Here ya go Colin...let's go Braves!!

2004-07-20T15:30:00.000-07:00

IN honor of the Braves taking over 1st place in the NL East last night...I give you Chris Tice! Ok, so he doesn't really play for the Braves (yet). I did this one for one of Mark's boys. Don't worry Colin, I'll post yours next. :-)

2004-07-14T20:13:00.000-07:00

Staying with the SEC...this post is for the beautiful UGA fan I'm marrying. I give to you...David Polluck. Hard to believe this figure started out as the Ravens' Ray Lewis.

2004-07-13T17:04:00.000-07:00

We'll start with these two Bama football greats....Joe Namath and Kenny Stabler (if your lost, see previous post below)

BamaShark Customs

2004-07-13T16:20:00.000-07:00

Since I've been pretty busy with the wedding plans and all (8:28), I haven't been updating the blog as much as I'd like and for those who crave the details of my existence, I know it's been hard.... :)

So, to keep this updated a bit and let you guys know what I've been up to, I am using this format to introduce you to my little hobby.....

Ladies and gentlemen....I present for your viewing pleasure, BamaShark Customs! Custom painted sports figures made to order. Over the next few weeks I am going to post pics of some of the figures I have done over the past year or so. Football, Baseball, Basketball, and yes, even NASCAR....and I have done figures from high school, college, and the pros.

Seriously, I love it. There a blast to do. If you would like more information about possibly ordering one of these one of a kind, perfect gifts for that rabid sports fan in your life, send me an email and I can discuss that with you.

Let me know what you guys think of them.

Peace....

2004-07-12T15:44:00.000-07:00

Me and Laura cheering on the Montgomery Biscuits...and they actually won!!

Has America Learned Too Much From the Church?

2004-06-16T07:31:00.000-07:00

What has happened to America? How's that for a loaded question?

Over the last couple of weeks as the country reflected on the life and times of President Reagan, I overheard several commentators say that the one thing that stood out to them about Reagan's presidency was the relative unification of our country. Sure we had our squabbles about policy and foreign affairs, but we were all Americans first, and wanted what was best for our country. I just don't get that feeling today. Now, I see cut-throat politics. The bi-partisan stuph I see is divisive and just plain nasty. If you're a Republican, then you're a rich, snobbish, religious fool who wants the poor to rot in Hell. If you're a Democrat, well then you have no morals at all and support Satan for President. Multiple sides, dividing our country, and taking our eyes off what is really important, The United States of America. The fact that we live in the greatest country in the world falls to the side. Sound familiar?

Sometimes I wonder if America learned this by watching the church and the way we treat each other. We have "Christians" who won't associate or even talk to each other because of differing views on some "important issues". There's something wrong when you have 3 churches on the same street, but they won't "play with each other" because the name above the door is different. Multiple sides, dividing our churches, and taking our eyes off what is really important, Jesus Christ. The apostle Paul wrote, "For I determined to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ, and Him crucified." I Corinthians 2:2

What would happen if churches across our cities, states, and our country decided to put the petty bickering aside, and realize that we are Christians first? What if we all decided to agree that Jesus Christ was of "first importance"? And reaching the lost with His message was why we were here. Maybe.....just maybe.....America would take notice.....and do the same.

Water World

2004-05-26T07:30:00.000-07:00

Ok...what's the deal with ordering water at some fast food restaurants? We live in a world nowadays where it's Atkins this and South Beach that. Even McDonalds and Burger King have "carb friendly" meals on their menu, but if you want water with that...now there's a problem.

Oh sure! You can have their overpriced bottled water. That's what comes with the "I'm eating at a fast food joint, but would still like to watch my figure" meals. THEY even come with a "carb friendly" counter to count the steps you take from the car to the table and back again! But if I want just regular, good old American tap water, I have to drink it out of a shot glass!! Come on people...does it really cost that much more for me to have a medium sized cup? After all, I'm just trying to be healthy.

Someone please explain this logic to me...and while I'm on the subject. Why does it cost so much more to eat healthy? I don't know about you, but I've never seen a "carb friendly" nothing on the 99 cent "value" menu.

"Deep inhale"......"now relax".....I feel much better now. Good to get these important life observations off my chest. I can go back to work now. Anybody seen my water?

For a Limited Time Only...

2004-05-13T07:31:00.000-07:00

Two good friends of mine lost their father yesterday. As far as I can tell it was sudden and unexpected. He died at home, in his sleep. To tell you the truth, I don't deal well with death. Although I am confident in my own, dealing with others' is sometimes a difficult thing for me. I would much rather tell a joke or even sing a song, than deal with the finality of someone dying.

This one is probably more difficult for me because of my relationship with my own Dad. The last few years have been a time of rebuilding a relationship that was strained at best after my parents got divorced. But through the grace of God that relationship has gotten stronger and I am eternally greatful for that. The problem is my Dad's relationship with God. You see, as far as I know, he's given that relationship up and at times like this, that really scares me. What makes it hurt even worse is my own lack of urgency in discussing it with him. We all know the easiest thing in the world to do is rush past the difficult conversations to ones that are easy and non-confrontational. I love my Dad and want him to be in heaven when I get there. I know God is the one who changes hearts, but I need to do at I can to "arrange the meeting". It's time to push past the awkwardness and take care of what's really important.

Paul said in Acts that when he died, he knew he was innocent of all men's blood because wherever he was and whoever he was with, they had at least heard of Jesus and knew what He meant to Paul. I want to be able to say that too! Please pray for me that I have a guts, the confidence, and the sense of urgency to tell my Dad what he needs to hear, and that God can change his heart.

The End of an Era...

2004-05-06T07:34:00.000-07:00

Well the moment we have all dreaded for quite some time, occurs tonight. The FRIENDS that we have grown with over the past 10 years are calling it quits. No more Monica and Chandler....no more Ross and Rachel....no more Phoebe and Crap Bag, I mean Mike....no more Gunther and Ugly Naked Guy....there WILL be more Joey, but with no more Monica and Chandler...no more Ross and Rach...well you get the idea.

So, as you sit in front of the tube and remeni...uh...remember the laughs and crys, don't forget they are only a DVD collection or syndicated rerun away.

More to come tomorrow, after the big event....

I Said All That to Say This...

2004-04-29T07:31:00.000-07:00

Well, it's time to put the NASCAR stuph to rest. If you've been keeping up with the previous few posts, you can see that it was quite a trip. I do want to take this opportunity to say thanks to the Copelands for letting us tag along. We really did have a lot of fun and will always have some very vivid memories of our first trip to "Dega".

I have had many people ask if we would go back. Well, sure!! Who would want to miss out on sunburn, drunks, the smell of fuel (and gas) and all this material for their blog :)

Seriously though...we had a great time with great friends and look forward to doing it again if given the opportunity. Maybe by then I will have a few less teeth, a good mullet going, and will have learned to properly pronounce "Junior".

Now if you'll excuse me, my skin is starting to peel. Don't want to miss out on the big pieces. =)

Ode to Drunk NASCAR Fan (with conclusion)

2004-04-28T07:30:00.000-07:00

The pinnacle of our 'Dega experience was our.....opportunity to take part in the life of one "drunk NASCAR fan". I believe his name is Jeff, but in order to protect the sober he shall henceforth be referred to as DNF (drunk NASCAR fan).

When we arrived at our seats, there weren't very many people there. We got to look over the track, even watch some of the Nextel drivers practice for the Big 'Un (the Sunday race).....then, it happened. DNF made his proud entrance stumbling to his seat with the help of his slightly embarrassed wife. This guy was wasted. According to his kid, he had been drinking since 8:00 a.m. Luckily...he came and sat next to me. Every once in a while he would "stand up", but he couldn't "stand still". He was wobbling all over the place. I thought he was going to fall on me at one point, and mind you...he was no small feller.

His next job was to welcome everyone to the track. You gotta picture this in your head. DNF wobbling, but never spilling his beer (at least not yet), and yelling at the top of his lungs, "Welcome...NASCAR fans!" Apparently he didn't think anybody heard him as he repeated himself at least 6 more times before his wife grabbed him and pulled him back into his seat. You may be thinking....surely he settled down after that. Oh no! The fun was just beginnning. He then felt it was his job to tell everyone in our section when the cars were coming, and then motioning as if to show them which way to go. Now remember, he's sitting to my left, and the cars run left to right. This only happened the first 12 to 14 laps of practice and yes, he hit me almost everytime.

Eventually, he got tired of sitting in our row and decided to climb to the row behind us. Don't know if you've ever seen a drunk try to "climb" over a row of seats. Let's just say after several attempts, a close encounter with the ground, and lots of pushing and tugging....he made it. Now, he's sitting behind me. Oh, the joy....Now he's still entertaining himself by following the cars with his arm (again knocking me in the head) and then at one point he became so fascinated with Laura's ponytail that he just reached out and grabbed it. Can you feel the love?

It wasn't long before our dear friend, DNF, started "feeling the effects" of his morning activities. He was no longer "standing up" as much. In fact at one point, he looked as though he would simply slump over onto his head. Of course that would have been fine if it wasn't for that can of beer in his hand. Remember when I said he hadn't dropped his beer yet? Well that all ended....right into the back of my seat. I was thrilled. But wait it gets better. At one point he began to...shall we say...recycle his morning alcohol breakfast. Again...right behind me. Luckily, we were able to move down a bit (one seat) and didn't have any more adventures with our dear friend.

So...to our good buddy Jeff, ur...I mean DNF. As you hug your porcelain friend trying to remember what happened to Friday and Saturday and Sunday, may your headaches subside and your clothes come clean. Happy puking my friend....happy puking.

The Journey Continues...

2004-04-27T07:31:00.000-07:00

First off...let me say I am deeply moved by the outpouring of sentiment and concern. I am happy to report that I am ok...still have all my teeth...and haven't changed my name to include Ray, Billy, Bob, or Bubba. With that said, I continue....

Cars, trucks, vans, school buses, the Intimidator Dale Earnhardt limited edition Monte Carlo, Texas Bikini Team, camping out of the back of a U-Haul truck, a blow-up doll hanging from a telephone pole, lots of beads, and mullets gallore! This and many other precious memories are what I have from the trek to the track.

When we finally arrived, we could see the "complex" from where we parked. Earlier I had asked Justin to describe what I was about to see, and he simply said, "It's alot like The Fair". Truer words have never been said....we rounded the corner into the land of NASCAR trailers. Everything you could ever want with your favorite driver plastered all over it. T-shirts, hats, huggers, stickers, key chains, model cars, actual racing jakets, carburators, spark plugs, tires and more....

The greatest pleasure was drawn from the people walking around. Ever wonder where "carnies" vacation? I KNOW!! Wow! Mullets, tank tops, Billy Bob teeth (only these were REAL)...and those were the women!!! Very interesting mix of genetic defects :)

Ah, the memories....beer flowing like rivers....the urinal trough....and lets not forget the woman who thought her bra would make a good top!

Tomorrow, the conclusion......ode to Drunk NASCAR Fan....

Dega Bound!! 8 24 3 20 88, etc., etc.

2004-04-26T07:31:00.000-07:00

Where do I begin? Ah yes....the Redneck Riviera. It started out much like any other road trip with a group of friends. Now, Justin and Jennifer are much much more versed in the annals of NASCAR racing than Laura and I, so we were able to get a feel for their excitement going into this thing. The real fun began as we made the right turn onto the highway leading to "Dega"...

We pulled in behind this Jeep. I couldn't have asked for a greater example of NASCAR stereotypes if I tried. Picture this...a red Jeep Wrangler....top down....Dale Earnhardt Jr. flag flying proudly from the back....cooler of beer at arm's length....two shirtless college age guys complete with tatoos....smoking the finest Marlboros and drinking some unidentifiable liquid. Halfway down the road they decide they're not getting enough of a breeze so they remove the doors from the Jeep. Unfortunantly we lost these fine fellows as they pulled off onto the left shoulder, creating their own entrance to the track.....

I was amazed at how many different states were represented in the long line of cars...uh, trucks...umm...vehicles we waded thru. Ohio, Texas, Illinois, Maryland, Arkansas, Mississippi, Missouri, and the list went on and on.......

oops, break's over....to be continued....

NASCAR 101

2004-04-23T12:30:00.000-07:00

To tell you the truth...I never saw it coming. Not in my wildest dreams did I ever think a day like tomorrow would come, but it has......I'm going to my first NASCAR race......

Thanks to the kind generosity of our good friends Justin and Jennifer Copeland, Laura and I are headed to Talladega tomorrow for what should be an eye opening experience into the world of NASCAR and its fans. Since this is our first time, if anyone reading this has any suggestions about what we should take (pounds of fatback? moonshine? pickled pigs' feet?), what we should wear (wife beater T-shirt? cut-off jeans? John Deer mesh cap?), or any other area I may have overlooked, we'd appreciate the knowledge.

Be sure to check back later as I will be giving a full report. Wow, Baron and Laura at Talladega....Let the memories begin....

BTW, I've already looked. Not enough hair on my back to shave a big "3".....oh well, maybe they won't notice. ;-)

Vin Deisel Goes Bowling?

2004-04-20T07:32:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I didn't see the REAL Vin Deisel at the bowling alley Friday night, but I did see your prototypical "wanna be everything that this world pushes as important at the expense of wisdom and others around". It was really kinda funny. This dude had the shaved head, the tatoos, the earrings, the sleeveless shirt to reveal the muscles he had apparently taken roids to get (just a guess), name brand cigs, drinking beer out of a NASCAR glass, and a girlfriend that he was EXTREMELY fond of. Can't write how I know that (G-rating), but those that were with me know exactly what I'm talking about.

Now...those that know me, know that I don't have a problem with tatoos or earrings or any of that. Actually, this guy had the look, that at one time in my life, I would have liked to have pulled off. But for me, as I watched him, it reminded me how caught up I get in things that really don't matter. My worth as a person is not determined by how big my muscles are, or how many friends I have, or if I'm the "life of the party". My worth comes from the fact that THE God of the universe looked down at me and said, "You know what...I love this guy, despite all of his faults. And I want him to spend eternity with Me."

If you're like me, our world's view of success often over shadows what our Savior says is the most important. It's not about clothes, looks, people, money....stuph. It's about loving the Lord your God with everything you have, and then loving your neighbor as much as you love yourself.

So...I guess I owe "Vin" a debt of gratitude. Thanks for reminding me what's really important in life.

Happy Tax Day!?!

2004-04-15T16:27:00.000-07:00

In the words of the multi-platnum blue grass band, Three On a String.....

"If ten percent is good enough for Jesus...
It ought to be enough for Uncle Sam..."

Nuff said...

The Sound of Music

2004-04-14T07:31:00.000-07:00

Ok...question for all corporate head types and those in charge of the Muzak systems in your building. Why won't you turn the volume up in the bathrooms? I'm not really sure what the Muzak systems are for to begin with (although hearing Lawrence Welk perform hits from the Backstreet Boys can be entertaining), I'm thinking the greatest usage would be to drown out some of the...how shall we say...noises that often occur. We all know the anxious moments that follow the trumpeting we hear from the adjacent stall. Why not turn up the volume in there? Believe me, I'd rather be humming along to "Dancing Queen" than being serenaded by the Alka Seltzer commercial next door. Come on folks...these are not "the trumpets" we are waiting to hear.

Just my opinion.

2004-04-12T15:18:00.000-07:00

Wow! So this is it, huh? Life on the web. I have arrived!!