Video traveling through the Canyons in Southern Utah

Back from California. We had a great trip, met lot's of interesting people and learned a few new things along the way. One, is that we are not exactly happy with our Pink Floyd arrangement as it is. That's why we have not uploaded it yet. After listening plenty of times in the car we felt we could do better.. and needed to do better before we share it. So, as the old saying goes, we'll head back to the drawing board, to tweak, tune and fix until it feels right.

We also finally got a new camera and I've uploaded a few pics from our trip. The camera is a Kodak easy share and also has a very cool Panoramic function that allows you to take multiple pictures and then stich them together as a panorama. This is especially useful when trying to capture the beauty of some of the western landscapes.


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A little AC/DC flashback. I especially like the call and response solos with the bagpipes. Why didn't this catch on? Every band needs bagpipes.



Ridin' down the highway
Goin' to a show
Stop in all the byways
Playin' rock 'n' roll
Gettin' robbed
Gettin' stoned
Gettin' beat up
Broken boned
Gettin' had
Gettin' took
I tell you folks
It's harder than it looks

It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll

A beautiful essay from Sara Miles, regardless of your beliefs. I just heard this on the radio on the way home from the Grocery Store (ironically enough)...

I came to believe that God is revealed not only in bread and wine during church services, but whenever we share food with others — particularly strangers. I came to believe that the fruits of creation are for everyone, without exception — not something to be doled out to insiders or the "deserving."

So, over the objections of some of my fellow parishioners, I started a food pantry right in the church sanctuary, giving away literally tons of oranges and potatoes and Cheerios around the very same altar where I'd eaten the body of Christ. We gave food to anyone who showed up. I met thieves, child abusers, millionaires, day laborers, politicians, schizophrenics, gangsters, bishops — all blown into my life through the restless power of a call to feed people.