26.6.08

Rome 1: the flight over & England

Last night, 3 planes, 27 hours & a sleepless night in London's Gatwick airport, I arrived in Kansas City. Luke picked me up and we immediately hit up Chili's for a burger (Sadly, it's true. I wanted a burger and Chili's somehow was what I wanted. Luke laughed at me, but was gracious about the whole experience).

I don't really know what to share or where to begin with this trip, so I've decided to share it in a few installments...



To save some cash, I decided to fly over to London and then catch a regional airline to Rome, EasyJet (think Southwest airlines with annoyingly-bright orange clad flight attendants). As a result, I had an 8 hour layover on my way to Rome.... and a 12 hour on my return (more in a latter post). Rather than spend a lame afternoon at the airport's Starbucks, I spontaneously took a train into London to take a look around.



Though not entirely sure what I saw, it was a great afternoon; definitely the right way to start the trip. Here are a few of my favorite pictures...





2.6.08

!ROMA!

For those of you who have not heard (i.e. all you blog-stalkers out there. all 2.4 of you), I am going back to Rome in a few weeks. I will be there for 7 days with a 3 day self-guided adventure into Tuscany (which I have yet to plan...).

Last summer, I lived in Rome with 5 friends for 7 weeks. 3 guys, 3 girls including 1 pregnant married couple... who found out they were pregnant 2 weeks into the trip (Jess was a saint to endure both us & Rome for her first trimester)... all in a 900 sq. ft. apartment. Yes, Micah and I definitely shared the pullout couch in the living room. We were there to connect with friends from Origins Rome and try to get a feel for what God was doing in Rome.


About a month ago, I found out that Zak (husband to Jess) was heading back to Rome with another group but for a shorter amount of time. Upon hearing the news, I immediately called him asking/demanding that I be allowed to join them. His response: make it happen! take off work and buy your ticket!

So I did.


I'll try to post some pictures or share some stories once I'm back, but for now, I'll wet your palette:

1.6.08

Highlight of Death Cab

Ending their 5-song encore with Transatlanticism. Nothing less than magical.

It was a lot like this... except in Kansas City... outside... and way way cooler live...


31.5.08

Ben Gibbard & immediacy

A few weeks ago I read an article written by Death Cab frontman, Ben Gibbard, on Paste magazine's website. In it he briefly discusses the idea of development, that it took time and rough patches for the band, and for him, to be what/who they are today. Here are some of his words:
I can unequivocally say that I’m so glad we were one of the last bands to break before the Internet got crazy. We actually had some time to develop. I hate hearing people say, “I went and saw this band—everybody’s saying they’re really great—but I went and saw them last night and they weren’t any good live.” You know why they weren’t good? Because they’ve never done more than five shows in a row, and now they’re two weeks into a tour—their first national tour. They don’t know how to get to the shows, they don’t know how to sleep right, they don’t know where to find food. They don’t understand how to make a set list somebody cares about. You can’t blame these bands for not being great yet. We were terrible when we first started playing. Our shows were so fucking boring.

One of the things I continue to notice in our culture is an increasing orientation around immediacy, how we rarely give time for the paint to dry much less allow something to actually grow and develop. Everything must be completed immediately, and as soon as it is done it must become public. And so we are in a constant state of both discovery, because new things are being shared all the time, and creation, because we must share to stay relevant with everyone else's sharing (my thoughts on the impact this trend has on such things like longevity, sustainability, quality, etc. will have to hold off until a later time). Prolific blogging and an overwhelming amount of YouTube videos attest to this, but for me an area it seems deeply evident is conversation. Again and again, I leave discourse feeling that much of what was shared (including, sadly, my input) were sound-bites for the moment: small thoughts that were punchy & intelligent, but had little bearing on actual real life: how one might go about living.

As one orienting his life around Jesus' perspective of the world, I can't help but notice how much of the way Jesus describes life is through agricultural parables: story after story of seeds being planted, fields being harvested, waiting for fruit to appear on the trees. In a world of immediacy, where emphasis is on being the most recent to produce, I am struck that Jesus' perspective seems to be opposite: plant, nurture and wait, for good things take time. Over and over, I need to be reminded that all the rich things in life, from music to character to ideas take time. It is time that allows them to develop into their fullest potential and it is time that helps us to appreciate them for what they are.


Oh, and the Death Cab show tonight... amazing. So much so that I immediately came home and blogged about it!


(As a confession: the pressure of immediate production was one of the reasons I pulled back from this blog. I found myself ever attempting to force intelligent, humorous ideas without giving myself the space to allow them to mature naturally. What a drag that was... errr is!)

20.5.08

Thoughts on Alaska

My friend JD is moving to Alaska today to work at a swank, remote fishing lodge til October. Whenever he talks about his time all I can think about is this:




Have a great time my friend. As Tyler prayed: may you do cartwheels on the edge!!

14.5.08

Best Ending to a Day...

After a really long day (such as today...) nothing refreshes me like a haircut with the delightful Amy K, and then watching Wilco on the top of my friends' roof as they play in a park across the street.

My highlight was "Misunderstood" at the start of their encore (does it still count as an encore if it's 5 songs long?). It was a little bit like this...



15.4.08

Forced to Blog

I have a problem with words... I use big ones when they 'sound' like they fit despite my not really knowing the definition... I use words in such a poetic fashion that they don't make sense together... or, after using a word that's meaning is defined by the word itself, I go ahead and define it in my next breath...

Observance of this trait, led one of my favorite families to coin the term "Grahamism."


A few days ago, I received a birthday wish including a threat to post 'Grahamism' into Wikipedia:

Grahamism (greyuhm-isum)

Though Grahamisms have been around since the dawn of time, they have only recently been defined with such clarity. Most people have experienced this phenomenon in their lives. Some people experience Grahamisms with greater frequency, as is true with the person whose name was used to define this phenomenon. Others never or rarely experience Grahamisms as is true of the person who penned said phenomenon's name. So, what is a Grahmism?

Simply put, a Grahamism is a verbal faux pax. Examples of this are as simple as the inaccurate use of a word and as complex as stating something profoundly obvious or combining ideas that simply do not go together. Some examples of Grahamisms that have been witnessed are the following:
- "I heard visually ..."
- "What time is it?" ... "You mean now?"
- Pronouncing the word Poseidon as "POY-suh-dinn."
- "The fan has a wall mount that you can use to mount it on the wall."

Naming a verbal faux pax as a Grahamism identifies that it is funny, poignant, endearing, and representative of one's love and affection for the errant.


Grahamisms, a gift to the world, but thankfully not Wikipedia!!


(Guesses for which 2 of the 4 examples are ones that I actually have done?)

and yes, I did slightly change the quoted text to make it read a little better, make sense, etc. Just so that no one gets upset.