I lost my shorts playing 3-ball with my uncle and step-dad this past weekend when I was up north visiting my family. We went to the Pine Lake Pub, I put $5 into the juke box, which got me 20 songs by the way...20, got a pitcher of beer and then racked it up! 3 Ball is a pretty fun game and I have played it before. The goal is to get 3 balls in the pocket and you have only 5 shots to do it in. I won the first game. Oh, I forgot to mention that we played for $1/game and if there is a tie, you sweeten the pot by putting in another dollar. After that first game I didn't win a single other game, and I played like 20 games. And there were several ties. My step-dad was making this ridiculous shots, I couldn't stand a chance. So, lesson learned that I shouldn't gamble and not to play 3-ball with ringers.
Oh man, I have the big P.E. Exam tomorrow from 7:45am - 4pm. This is going to be a long day. I've been studying for quite a while and I don't think I can fit much more into my head. We'll find out if I fully grok the material or not...waiting is. My brain will be jelly when I am done and am looking forward to a good beer afterwards.
Speaking of beer, my buddy Mark Tucker and I are going to buy our beer making kits on Saturday. We're pretty excited. There is this place called the Wine and Hop Shop in town and they specialize in this kind of thing. We'll need to buy bottles as well. I plan on making a porter and Tuck is planning on making an amber. The beer will surely taste amazing/disgusting and I will certainly win awards/pour it down the drain. Any suggestions for beer names? Please comment below.
Tonight, sometime after 4:00pm I have to call the Wisconsin Court to find out if I have to serve on Jury Duty on Monday or not. I kind of want to do it because I think it would be a cool experience but I don't want to also because I'm moving to my new office next Wednesday and I need at least two days to pack up. So, I guess it really boils down to that I just don't care if I do it or not.
Sometime this week I'll be getting two big boxes containing 48 blankets dropped on my front porch. These are the ones that Buck and I and possibly a few others plan on distributing to the homeless around the Capital area. Probably sometime in early November we'll do that, because it is starting to get real cold, I heard that there is a chance of snow for Sunday...what? It's still October. How does this sound for a great name for a Homelessness action committee: "Helpfulness for Homelessness". Stay tuned in November/December for more. There is a song by Casting Crowns called If We Are The Body with an amazing chorus:
"But if we are the Body
Why aren't His arms reaching
Why aren't His hands healing
Why aren't His words teaching
And if we are the Body
Why aren't His feet going
Why is His love not showing them there is a way
There is a way"
I've heard this song many times, but as I was driving home from up north I got chills down my back when I heard this, "magic soaking my spine", if you will. Because, as I've been feeling lately, as a Christian, it's time for action. Make an impact.
I must say that I love people. I love being around my friends and family. Nothing makes me happier than having a great discussion with friends, spending some quality time with the wife, meeting new people. Everyone is so different and interesting, I find myself wanting to know everything about a person, what makes them tick, what their passions are. It's probably a quirk in me and maybe it annoys people. But I love to be around them. I love a good crowded environment.
At book group last week I started off our discussion with an ice breaker question: "Who is the most joyful person you know?" Everyone took turns telling theirs. When it came to Amber, she said without hesitating "Mike", I said "Hmm, Mike who?" and she laughed and said "You!" and I was so surprised, that was one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me. We got into a discussion about joyfulness then. We made a distinction between joyfulness and happiness; anybody can feel happy, happiness is an emotion, evil people can be happy. Joyfulness is more of a base layer of a person's character. Sure we can feel joy, but a joyful person is a different thing. I just thought it was a great compliment. Thanks, babe!
OK, I really have to get back to studying...
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3 comments:
Did you feel like Phil in "I Can't Dance" when you got hustled in pool? Did you make that reference?
How about "Zeke's Drippings" for a beer name? Man I really love porter; hopefully it's not disgusting. I was gonna try and make some prison wine, pruno, this summer but I never got around to it. Maybe this Winter.
While you're out distributing blankes, try and recruit some people for the Roofless Running Club.
I would definitely say you are a joyful person. Nothing sets off 973 Evergreen Lane like a visit from Mike. NOTHING!
How about "CRV Brewery" or "Kristen Porter" or simply "Ezekial"
I think you should brew your beers under the name Galileo Brewing Company (to honor the street you live on). Then you could go with astronomical named beers, like Pluto's Porter, or Copernicus Ale. But Ezekial Porter is pretty cool too.
Amber was right on, you are definitely one of the most joyful people I know. You are always positive, and never get too down about anything. It's a great quality to have.
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