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Sunday, November 21, 2010

Church music

The wife and I really love our church. Our priest, our Sunday School class, the people, the worship, the food... I could go on, but I think you get the point. We really like worshipping together.

An advantage of being a campus church is that there are lots of people with a ton of ideas and creativity, and the music is one way this is reflected. Now I *love* church music. It's music I heard growing up, and it is very reassuring and very soothing. Not really happy-clappy stuff, but music that penetrates my soul.

Our entrance hymn at church this morning was one of my favorites, and I've linked it here. I prefer this version, but the First Lady likes the melody, but with different words.
This video was from August 2009, and I'm sure we're in the congregation somewhere. Today's version didn't have the band, just the organist. Doesn't matter to me. This song is like a warm blanket on a cold night. Enjoy.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Pizza, vol. 3

It's been a bit of a down week around here-- I had another good job interview for a job at a local running store that didn't work out. It was a job I could get excited about, had some upside, and was something I could believe in. Would've been decent hours, decent money and would've fit well with schooling. But I've not heard anything, which tells me what I need to know. It can be difficult, because it's not always about what you did wrong. I really thought I had a good chance.

So I've been rebounding from that, and have run only once this week, a 24:56 5K, good for a personal record by two minutes. I used to just show up and run a race at training tempo, but now I'm starting to get in there and mix it up to see what kind of number I can put up. I'm not an active racer for a few reasons, but this one was nice, and there's always a cool vibe at these events.

Three weeks ago, I decided to return to the pizza business again. While I was at Texas Tech, I worked at CiCi's Pizza from 1994-1996. Not bad times. It was a reason why I ate so well back then-- once you're off the clock, they let you go to town on the buffet. Once I found a place where I fit, it wasn't too bad. Plus, it fit with my other radio jobs at the time. I left because friends were working at a hotel in town, and I could make a little better money washing dishes.

One morning early this year, mid-January if I remember right, I took a stack of filled-out applications to Subways and to Domino's. The one place I got my foot in the door is where I went, of course. I also left there, at the end of February, to work at the Census office.

The Census gig, of course, ended in August, but circumstances have led me back to Domino's. It hasn't been too bad so far. My co-workers are nice people and are very helpful to a directionally-challenged guy who's new to the area. They know where everyone is, and they can look at an address and know what side of the road it's on, which way to turn, the color of the car, and the name of the dog. I'm exaggerating, of course, but they know the neighborhood. My learning curve isn't as steep as it was in January and February, since I've done this before. I'm picking things up a little faster. And it gives me a chance to contribute. It's not enough, but it's something. I'm pretty grateful to the store manager who hired me about five minutes after I walked in his store, and who let me come back.

I'm truly exceeding expectations in pre-calculus. I got a 92 on my test this week, which is the fourth ace (A) I've put on the board. I remember strugging with this stuff back in the summer, and didn't expect all this. It's hard to believe the semester is nearly over. Finals are just a few weeks away. I'm pleased with my results and my effort has been good. I actually get to take an accounting class in the spring to see if I might be a good fit.