Here is my space. All fancy and stuff. Enjoy. (Couple of other picts after the jump.)

We are currently in the midst of a Tornado Warning in middle Tennessee. Tornados have become commonplace during this time of year. As real as the threat is, I always have to laugh at the people they round up to interview for the local news outlets.

The rarest of gems was passed along to me a few years ago. A 24 track album of some of the most terribly great Christian and country demo tapes and train wreck songs to ever be recorded.

Today be Talk Like A Pirate Day. Unleash yer inner pirate, or I'll be makin' ye scurvy dogs walk the plank!

It took just forty-eight hours after the events of September 11th to set into action two of the most painful projects that were created in the three years that I worked in the creative services department of a Christian focused record label. The person heading up these projects said our company had something that people needed, and we would be remiss not to share it. He actually used the analogy of a person in the desert who needs a drink of water; would you deny a drink if you had it?

Pure good times. I encourage you to go to Andrew Thompson's website and listen to the song "We're In Business".

Driver license photos are not meant to be flattering. However, the "redesigned" Tennessee license I received today gives me a new reason to be ashamed to reveal my proof to legally cruise the highways.

I'm not very well traveled. As a matter of fact, I rarely go further than 75 miles from the small town where I grew up. Last week I boarded an airplane for only the seventh time in my life. My 21 month old daughter Brook and I were headed to Orlando to meet up with my wife and visit family. It was the first time I had flown since September 11, and I was not fully prepared for the experience.