StumpTown Blog

I was listening to Prince or whatever he calls himself these days and was tempted to write this whole post like he does, but I decided the title would be enough. Today’s randomness: 1. I have a new blog to recommend. My friend Cheryl Russell just started blogging and the link is in my list of blog links to the left. Even with the recent start, there is already lots of good stuff over there. She’s a Christian and budding author and apparently a samurai. Go check it out. You know I wouldn’t steer you wrong. Ok, I totally would, but I’m not right now. 2. Back to the goofily written title of this post, you can add to my list of pet peeves abbreviations to words that have no connection to the spelling of the original word. Some of my “favorites.” X-mas (the absolute worst); “’nuf said” (what word got shortened there exactly? “eenuf”?); “thru” (not a word, I don’t care if it is in the dictionary. You put that “gh” right back on there where you found it!!). I mean, c’mon,...

I know, I'm going crazy here with 2 blog posts in one day, but I couldn't resist sharing this picture. G2 is seen here in his daily hulk transformation. When he's hulk, he doesn't just play the small green toy guitar. He becomes the small green toy guitar. The music flows through him. He can often be heard around the house belting out that great American anthem: "Bye bye Miss American Pie. Drove the Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And good old boys were drinkin Pepsi and Sprite Singin this will be the day that I die.... This will be the day that I die."

Shorter post today. I thought it would be better if you knew up front. I teach a business law class to junior and senior business students at a couple local colleges. I do it because I enjoy it and one of the colleges is a local Christian school I like to support. One of the things I have come to enjoy is how predictable people are in groups. Get a group of people together and you will always have certain personality types and people playing certain rolls. It is like the various versions of the expression that goes something like, every group of people has at least one person that the rest of the group makes fun of when they are not there. If you can not identify that person in your particular group it is because that person is you. ....or so the saying goes. Anyway, every year I teach this class the "same" people sit in the same places in class, dress the same and make the same comments. They are actually different people, most of whom don't even know each other ...

Man, I wish I had time to blog, because there is so much going on right now. I just started at a new firm. It is the firm where I started my career and I could not be happier to be back. To make it even better, after going through 16 different secretaries, I now am working with the best of the best and she decided to come with me to the new firm making a good situation that much better. In other news, my lovely wife and I just got back from the Zoe worship conference in beautiful Fresno, California. Here were some of the highlights in mostly chronological order: We left the kids with the grandparents and drove down. That’s right we drove the 12+ hours from Portland to Fresno. Apparently, we are just too stupid (and by “we” I mean “me”) to figure out that gas prices probably make flying cheaper, so then the only thing air travel has going for it is the time savings, convenience and lack of extra miles on the car. Good thinking by us. I love a road trip, but this was just dumb. That said...