Apparently I'm good at technical and musical things. Or so says Kim.

The "Name of All Names" is always done really well.

I could hear both the bourdon stop on the organ and the second alto from the right on the ensemble a bit too strong.

Camera 3 is obviously a little crooked to the right when seen on a wide stage shot.

"Don just got it." [chuckles]

Pastor Jeff has been given the oppurtunity for a weekly Sunday slot on TBN. This is huge for him, his ministry, and our church, but will require a budget 2&1/2 times that of the church's current yearly budget. Daunting, yes. But we believe that God will make a way if this is what He wants us to do.

Ooh. I don't feel so good.


Shiny purple paisley.

I'm a sellout...or perhaps a sell-in?

I'm staying up for the next few hours to partake in 4-in-the-morning Black Friday shopping.

Hope I can get some stuff knocked out.

Kablammy.

the slow death of the wheeled white thing.

The crowd really appears to be pitted in darkness on the video monitors.

Ponty's battery gave out for the second time this morning. Sigh. Poor thing.

I can't believe that people actually watched someone's suicide on a webcam the other day. It's deplorable.

Oh! Dead pixel in the lower-right quadrant of camera 2!

Hmm. Finances. Finances. Finances.

It's funny how dad's camera directing can sound like submarine commanding.

Headroom on 2.

"I got your shotgun right here."


Back to the gold and black floor tile pattern.

Ru-diculous.

My fellow present and past Tigers, you have been robbed.

Some may say that a game can never really be determined by the referees, but today, I beg to differ.

Mr. Sideline Ref with the glasses. You sir, are a disgrace to your side-profession.

The ejections. The anal attitude. The obscure calls. And yes, we checked the replay, Cobi had the football securely in the end zone and had a good touchdown. You sir, were just the works.

Let me sum your whole performance up as follows: you ejected the head coaches' son (the ballboy) because you didn't like the way he threw it to you. I was standing very close nearby when this happened. He did a simple, kinda quarterback style throw. You however cannot apparently catch a ball and looked foolish. Of course this was to your disliking, and you ejected the poor lad from the field. A ballboy. Ejected.

You are a trip sir, an absolute trip.

Sigh.

Texas High Tigers - 10
Hewitt Midway - 35

...

the french horns stumbled for a second.

The "Ode to Freedom" concert web exceptionally well tonight. The Texarkana Symphony Orchestra and Regional Chorale were superb. And of course, Bougie's hair did it's little flips and flops as he conducted.

Now I need to see about getting him and Mrs. Goode paid tomorrow.

Alex put a password on his computer. Jerkface. Now I can't get anything done tonight as far as the 'Drift goes.

Password hint: "Sorry!" P'cha.

Well then, I suppose I'll go and practice for the piano contest this weekend and the 2nd student recital on Monday.

Ta ta.

room #266's clock is really annoying

Everything that could go wrong, did today in the TV ministry. Thank God that we didn't need yodey's service for broadcast.

Rachel apparently doesn't like her life size portrait blazened next to the college administration building.

Destroying retinas to superimpose images of stars and the name "Jay" is fun when done with über bright LEDs.

Larry can always instill such awe in the facilities.


Shades of red in a floor tile pattern.

YA-A-TE 2008

Tyler Junior College has a fairly nice campus; TC needs to take a page out of their book.

Because that's the way the British did it. Aha.

I'm starting to feel that our student gov't at TC is second-class to everyone else.

Navarro people are diverse; some are snobs, and some aren't.

I tripped and fell earlier while walking across campus in our huge group. Awkward.

A girl said that I dressed cute.

Man, there has got to be something better than Robert's Rules of Order. It is rediculous.

I could have been doing better things.

Arrg.

I'm so tired right now. 

Boss put two "good looking" commercials on my shoulders to be done within the next seven (7) hours.

One down, but I'm going to be half awake for this next one.

What a week.

Codenames!

The Renegade, stemming from his Renaissance influences, brings Radiance to the earthly Rosebud.

Haha!

PAL is not what we need.

It's funny when technology gets confused.

I directed the TV production of the service today; always fun.

High socks and lo-top converse chucks are warm.

Bobby was astounded that I had a working guitar and piano on my iPod.



Black and subtle gold in wave patterns.

...and the page turns.

Barack Hussein Obama is the 44th POTUS.

Take it or leave it. May America's King Saul live to see his David.

Mr. Harris has an excellent voice.

The light splashes from the cymbals onto the left projector screen is really distracting; especially when I'm running lights.

I want to study the intracacies of the harmonics of or orchestral stringed instruments.

I want to record all four organs that I interact with and produce a four-part organ song.

Ha, you can't have miracles in the laboratory.

We're so sheltered here, nestled in the buckle of the Bible Belt. I think a lot of people here would be devastated at how people think and live in other parts of the country.

Mockery! Ridicule!

Okay, yeah. Sarah Palin is mocked on SNL, but she partook in it as well.

Anyway, check this out: A Righteous Vote


Gold and black in jewel like patterns.