Today was interesting… I am STILL trying to chase down the HD footage that I need to make a commercial. No one seems to know how to get ahold of it. And yet the deadline hasn’t moved and I have nothing to work with! Oh well, something will work out, it always does. I’m sitting here watching Andy Griffith, i think it’s a rerun, it’s the one where the principal freaks out because the kids were dancing immorally in the school play. Kids, pssh. Funny stuff. Well, for two days now I’ve been trying to upload footage from an old concert of mine so that you could see it… BUT, my connection here is so awful that it won’t upload. So i’m still trying. It’s a good thing I pay comcast monthly for horrible service. (There are no other options in this area.) So today I spent a little time at the park working on sketches for a painting that I am being commissioned for - starting this week. After drawing a few for the painting I started sketching what was on my mind. And I came up with this little guy shown above.  It has a bit of personal and spiritual connotation to it, but for now I’ll let him be whatever you want. Feel free to click on the photo and get the page with the larger one so that you can use it as a wallpaper on your computer. (Just right click the Large photo and select ’set as background’.) 

So what else… ah church. Yeah, I hate to be outwardly opinionated about certain things… but tonight, Holy cow. I went to the tuesday night service that I’ve been attending for the last few months. For those who haven’t been to a church service… ever. Modern churches have worship before the sermon and a few songs after. Well, follow me back to the first time that I attended. I was forcing myself to go because I know that my soul needs it. So I show up and sit in the back of the room so that I can just go in and get out when it’s over, big mistake. The ENTIRE service these morons sitting behind me up against the wall were making dolphin noises and squishing plastic on purpose because they thought it was cute and needed attention. I almost gave them attention, but resisted. I don’t understand why someone would even show up if they plan on being immature fools the entire time. Anyway. The next few times I sat a little closer to the front so that I wouldn’t be distracted. And that was okay, but tonight I wanted to sit a little bit closer. I guess I felt a little more comfortable having been there a bunch of times. 

So I sat. And so did she… yeah… her. The most obnoxious ’singer’ I have ever heard. And God placed this angel right behind me. The entire worship portion of the service she was belting out the songs so loudly that I couldn’t even hear the people singing on stage. Her entire performance was pretty much like watching the “bad ones” (are there any good?) on American Idol’s auditions. I know in the Bible God says to “Make a joyful noise unto the Lord.” well she missed a KEY adjective. And there was NOTHING joyful about her noise. I glanced to my right to see if anyone else was losing their mind over this… but I didn’t want to make it obvious, so I couldn’t really tell. I almost shoved my gum in my ear at one point. And at another point, I did plug my ears with my fingers. I hate to harp on this by using so many words to get my point across, but it was that bad. She would switch octaves over and over, sing a two part harmony by herself and throw in all the ad-libs that she apparently thought the worship leader was missing. 

So needless to say my ability to focus never arrived. The sermon was very good and a much needed lesson on fear and worry, and how we are not to dwell upon either. I personally use the worship time to reflect and focus on where I am at in life and how that lines up with where God is at in my life. After the message the music started playing and I bowed my head to reflect… moments after a breading, or birthing, whale began to squelch and moan behind me. I gave up. After we were dismissed I immediately turned around and gave a long stare at the culprit as to load her image in my databank for further use. As in, make sure SHE doesn’t sit anywhere near me next week. So that I may enjoy the service in its entirety. I then gave a complete sketch to the police. And did my reflecting in my car in the parking lot. Which worked out well, because God doesn’t live in the church… He’s everywhere.