i don’t want to become one of *those* dads, always bragging about their kids and boring everyone with the minutiae of our lives (she chose blue jeans over green corduroys today! baby genius!)…. but i am always delighted to hear her pray.

we’ve always sang a little song as our prayer for meals and she learned another song at the church nursery that she likes to sing before bedtime, but she’s been learning to express many things to God in prayer. it’s amazing how even this two-and-a-half year old can pray for her mom to recover from her weeklong bout with the flu (dear God, help mommy not be sick) and it’s so much fun to hear what she’s thankful for (thank you for the aquarium, and i got to touch a shark – which, incidentally, she did do today!).

tonight, unprompted, she thanked God for saving us. her mom and i have always prayed that she would love God whole-heartedly and i see how He is already answering those prayers.

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my daughter, wife and i had a raging dance party tonight in our kitchen. new order’s “best of” provided the soundtrack for our dancing, laughing and dishwashing. so many things for which to give thanks to God….

i love infomercials. maybe it’s the wonderfully bad production value, or the fanciful nature of the products and their promises (buy our spray on hair and the ladies will love you!)…

i saw one the other day that actually got me thinking… it was a piece of exercise equipment that combines a treadmill, stair climber and elliptical thingy. the underlying message seemed to be if you’re only doing one exercise at a time, you are a lazy deadbeat (and probably a bad person, too). only slackers have time for a full workout…

it’s like another book of strange inventions i saw… in japan, i guess their work breaks are not long enough to smoke more than one cigarette. the answer to this nicotine dilemma: a surgical mask-looking device, into which one could greedily place an entire pack of cigarettes. and, thus, one can smoke *twenty* in the time it usually takes to smoke just one.

if kierkegaard was right (and i’m putting my money on him over me) that purity of heart is to will one thing, i think i’m in big trouble. my mind is constantly darting around like so many little bunnies trying to escape wallace and gromit’s bun-vac 6000. i’m not even a particularly good multitasker, so there goes that excuse. i can half-will about ten different things, but i can never seem to focus intently on that one thing…

i’m asking God for one thing, only one thing: to live with him in his house my whole life long. i’ll contemplate his beauty; i’ll study at his feet. that’s the only quiet, secure place in a noisy world, the perfect getaway, far from the buzz of traffic. – psalm 27:4-5

wasn’t ll cool j’s unplugged performance amazing? in many ways, showcasing hip hop in the context of a live band was a major breakthrough. bands like the roots might owe some debt to that single performance… in any case, maybe i can unplug from the noise that surrounds and experience a breakthrough.

mama said knock you out!

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as someone who grew up with cbc (mr. dressup, anyone?), i will follow the lead of the new degrassi series and title my posts after new wave songs. you gotta love a series that has episodes titled “the lovecats,” “bigmouth strikes again” and “bizarre love triangle”.