Saturday, July 30, 2005

Blue Like Jazz

I bought this book last night and finished it last night and it is really really good. I highly recommend it to everyone, especially if you are interested even remotely in the Christian faith. It is a "nonreligious thoughts on Christian spirituality". it's fascinating.

In other news, I mowed the lawn today and got a nice sunburn. It was great fun. I even mowed part of the neighbor's lawn. And now I am baking muffins for church tomorrow. A Dalmeny homecoming. The best definition I ever heard of homecoming is "a good excuse to get plastered". for the record, I have never been plastered.

And here's a good song by Montgomery Gentry, to end things off:

There's a story that my daddy tells religiously
Like clockwork every time he sees an opening
In a conversation about the way things used to be
Well I'd just roll my eyes and make a bee-line for the door
But I'd always wind up starry-eyed, cross-legged on the floor
Hanging on to every word
Man, the things I heard

It was harder times and longer days
Five miles to school, uphill both ways
We were cane switch raised, and dirt floor poor
'Course that was back before the war
Yeah, your uncle and I made quite a pair
Flying F-15's through hostile air
He went down but they missed me by a hair
He'd always stop right there and say...

That's something to be proud of
That's a life you can hang your hat on
That's a chin held high as the tears fall down
A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out
Like a small town flag a-flyin'
Or a newborn baby cryin'
In the arms of the woman that you love
That's something to be proud of

So I'm graduatin' college, that was mama's dream
But I was on my way to anywhere else when I turned 18
Cuz when you gotta fast car you think you've got everything
I learned quick those GTO's don't run on faith
I ended up broken down in some town north of L.A.
Working maximum hours for minimum wage
Well, I fell in love, next thing I know
The babies came, the car got slow
I sure do miss that old hot rod
But you sure save gas in them foreign jobs
Dad, I wonder if I ever let you down
If you're ashamed how I turned out
Well, he lowered his voice, then he raised his brow
Said, lemme tell ya right now

That's something to be proud of
That's a life you can hang your hat on
You don't need to make a million
Just be thankful to be workin'
If you're doing what you're able
And putting food there on the table
And providing for the family that you love
That's something to be proud of

And if all you ever really do is the best you can
Well, you did it man

That's something to be proud of
That's a life you can hang your hat on
That's a chin held high as the tears fall down
A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out
Like a small town flag a-flyin'
Or a newborn baby cryin'
In the arms of the woman that you love
That's something to be proud of
That's something to be proud of
Yeah, that's something to be proud of
That's something to be proud of
Now that's something to be proud of

4 comments:

Jessica said...

i've heard that book is really good. can i borrow it from you sometime? i would like to be enlightened.

steph said...

Yeah. me too. ( im almost done monster! )

Teri said...

yes you both can but my mother is reading it first. this'll be another one of those books that theres a lineup of people to borrow it. what do you think of monster steph?

steph said...

SO GOOD! im done it now. being passed on to kerri shortly. i loved it though