<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297</id><updated>2011-09-04T07:55:04.990-04:00</updated><category term='Commentary'/><category term='Ben'/><category term='Moods'/><category term='Preaching'/><category term='Life Events'/><category term='Silly Quizzes'/><title type='text'>My Musings</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts on life from the perspective of a middle aged gay Christian man who is living his life the best he knows how.  Come and join the journey.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>462</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5309981343665791371</id><published>2011-07-09T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T22:08:33.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changes</title><content type='html'>Today I filed the necessary paperwork to retire as active clergy within my denomination.&amp;nbsp; Normally, they require age 65 (2&amp;nbsp; years away) or 25 years of ministry (one year away).&amp;nbsp; However, because I am not currently in a ministry position, nothing appears on the immediate horizon, and Ben's career will keep us local for the next three or more years, I asked for advice from the higher ups.&amp;nbsp; The response was an offer of early retirement.&amp;nbsp; That means I will be able to continue weddings and funerals and occasional duties with no particular responsibilities.&amp;nbsp; It gave me kind of a funny feeling, but all in all it is the best course of action at this point in life.&amp;nbsp; I will still be doing some ministry work in the local church, but with no specific time requirements.&amp;nbsp; Is this a sign that I am getting old?&amp;nbsp; I sit wondering how this will affect my life.&amp;nbsp; I guess I will find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5309981343665791371?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5309981343665791371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5309981343665791371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5309981343665791371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5309981343665791371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-changes.html' title='Life Changes'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6030989649739327480</id><published>2011-05-19T09:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T09:10:23.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rampant Homophobia - ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.towleroad.com/2011/05/nugent.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+towleroad%2Ffeed+%28Towleroad+Daily++%23gay+news%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;http://www.towleroad.com/2011/05/nugent.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+towleroad%2Ffeed+%28Towleroad+Daily++%23gay+news%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just about reached the end of my rope reading all of the posts that display homophobia masked as personal preference -- statements that are somehow allowed to stand unchallenged and acceptable.&amp;nbsp; In this post, Ted Nugent (apparently a self proclaimed expert on gay issues?) calls gays the most protected class in the country.&amp;nbsp; What a load of ignorant crap!&amp;nbsp; The most protected class in America is heterosexual middle to upper class Christian white&amp;nbsp;men.&amp;nbsp; What?&amp;nbsp; Oh yes!&amp;nbsp; Now, there are not a lot of laws defining and deliniating the rights and acceptability of this class of people, but the protections are so culturally entrenched that laws are not necessary to protect them.&amp;nbsp; The "power" group never needs to singled out in laws in order to enjoy rights and protections of society.&amp;nbsp; The civil rights issues of the 60s and 70s never touched this "protected" class -- they had all the rights just by being who they were.&amp;nbsp; No special legislation was required to "give men the vote."&amp;nbsp; This class is never singled out for ethnic or religious profiling.&amp;nbsp; A HMUCCWM (acronym for&amp;nbsp; heterosexual middle to upper class Christian white&amp;nbsp;men) is free to marry the person (a woman of course as defined by the H part of the group name) he chooses, and all rights, priveleges, protections, and recognition of said marriage is automatically granted.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Nugent goes on to offhandedly perpetuate gay stereotypes by saying, &lt;strong&gt;"If the NBA had any true gay convictions, the NBA should host a Homosexual Night. During halftime, the homosexuals could come down on the court, hold hands and prance around the court to music by the Village People. The NBA could then give each homosexual a pink basketball as a symbol of solidarity."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Mr. Nugent -- most gays watching NBA basketball do not hold hands and prance around; many people (even some of the HMUCCWMs) enjoy and dance to the Village People.&amp;nbsp; Further, why in the name of common sense, would any of us want a pink basketball?&amp;nbsp; It might clash with our carefully selected fashionable basketball viewing outfits after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I give Mr. Nugent absolutely no credibility, this post just plain pissed me off (pardon the term).&amp;nbsp; It is just one more example of ignorant, stereotyping that is allowed to go on unchecked.&amp;nbsp; I am a believer in free speech, and people have the right to say whatever they feel (even if it is stupid, mean spirited, rude, or hurtful); however, I believe that that the reach of that free speech protection should stop short of allowing someone to unfairly bash an entire segment of society (no matter how "protected" that group" might be perceived to be.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to post and comment on such outrageous but hurtful baloney from time to time and I encourage Musings readers to do likewise.&amp;nbsp; Until we stand up and speak out, these lies will continue; as long as they continue, we will not be free or fully included in society.&amp;nbsp; Let's hold the institutional bigots accountable and stop the hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6030989649739327480?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.towleroad.com/2011/05/nugent.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+towleroad%2Ffeed+%28Towleroad+Daily++%23gay+news%29&amp;utm_content=Google+Reader' title='Rampant Homophobia - ONE'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.towleroad.com/2011/05/nugent.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+towleroad%2Ffeed+%28Towleroad+Daily++%23gay+news%29&amp;utm_content=Google+Reader' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6030989649739327480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6030989649739327480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6030989649739327480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6030989649739327480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/05/rampant-homophobia-one.html' title='Rampant Homophobia - ONE'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-902581775429547899</id><published>2011-04-24T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T22:13:26.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Journey Continued</title><content type='html'>First off, Happy Easter all!&amp;nbsp; It's been a while since I've posted a life update because there was no news to be told.&amp;nbsp; Finally, today, Ben got word that the potential new post in this area was a 99% (+/-) done deal beginning sometime in the fall.&amp;nbsp; The diocese is trying to put together some kind of finances that will allow us to stay put and to wait for this position to come to fruition.&amp;nbsp; This is extremely good news, because in part it means that we do not have to terminate our lease early and that we do not have to move in the immediate future -- thank God.&amp;nbsp; Today was the last Sunday service at his church, and it was kind of joyful and at the same time kind of sad.&amp;nbsp; There were smiles and Alleluias with occasional tears.&amp;nbsp; So, tomorrow we begin emptying our storage unit and bringing things home (unmoving -- if there is such a word).&amp;nbsp; Time to put the house back together at least the next 10 1/2 months left on our lease -- and maybe longer -- hooray!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thanks for bearing with us on this weird and taxing journey.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned for future updates as they become available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-902581775429547899?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/902581775429547899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=902581775429547899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/902581775429547899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/902581775429547899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/04/lifes-journey-continued.html' title='Life&apos;s Journey Continued'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-1638233438189299141</id><published>2011-04-07T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T08:57:57.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Government Shutdown?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lqv8kmPU0g/TZ2ymINIi5I/AAAAAAAAAfA/ca-1m17vh-E/s1600/government%252Bshutdown2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lqv8kmPU0g/TZ2ymINIi5I/AAAAAAAAAfA/ca-1m17vh-E/s1600/government%252Bshutdown2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are about one day from a potential government shutdown that is no one's fault but all of those who are playing politics rather than doing the jobs with which they were charged by the voters.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, Social Security and Medicare will continue.&amp;nbsp; At least they aren't leaving seniors hanging in the wind.&amp;nbsp; Then there are the "non-essential" government workers who will be furloughed -- therefore, no pay!&amp;nbsp; That is sad and not good for the economy.&amp;nbsp; A couple other things, however, bother me a great deal more.&amp;nbsp; There are those workers deemed "essential" -&amp;nbsp;military, TSA, border patrols, etc.&amp;nbsp; Those folks will be expected to work, but will not be paid.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that called SLAVERY?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even more upsetting than this travesty is that Congress -- where the blame for this potential shutdown lies -- will continue to be paid!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This strikes me as being "government ABOVE the people", a phrase that, to the best of knowledge, does NOT appear in any constitution or other founding document.&amp;nbsp; If there is to be a shutdown -- and if Congress is deemed "essential" (something that could well be called into question), then make them work without pay -- I bet they would quit the bickering and get down to business and would find a way to compromise on the budget very quickly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-1638233438189299141?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/1638233438189299141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=1638233438189299141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1638233438189299141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1638233438189299141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/04/government-shutdown.html' title='A Government Shutdown?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lqv8kmPU0g/TZ2ymINIi5I/AAAAAAAAAfA/ca-1m17vh-E/s72-c/government%252Bshutdown2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-95425542571128469</id><published>2011-04-04T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T20:00:19.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates from Lake Up in the Air</title><content type='html'>Well, we are well on our way to packing and storing our lives and about to relocate to stay with friends hundreds of miles away while seeking direction for our lives.&amp;nbsp; My mind and heart were resigned to this process, but God isn't finished yet.&amp;nbsp; Today, Ben got an email from his Bishop's office asking if he would be interested in doing an interim assignment (about 18 months) about 30 miles from where we are currently living.&amp;nbsp; Half our stuff is already in storage, plans are made, direction was set, but this sounds like a real possibility.&amp;nbsp; It is also a full time position.&amp;nbsp; It would allow us to stay where we are, to complete our lease (and save the 2,500 dollar early termination fee), it would allow me to become more active in my church in this area, it would broaden Ben's skill set for future assignments, and so on.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow he will be in discussions to learn more about this potential assignment and will soon make the decision to pursue it or stick to current plans.&amp;nbsp; So, until a decision is reached either way, all packing and moving to storage stops.&amp;nbsp; SO -- as we were just staring to get some direction, a huge gust of wind has whipped up to change the weather.&amp;nbsp; Guess we will stay tuned for God's leading.&amp;nbsp; You stay tuned to and I will bring updates as they become available.&amp;nbsp; Fun, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-95425542571128469?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/95425542571128469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=95425542571128469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/95425542571128469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/95425542571128469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/04/updates-from-lake-up-in-air.html' title='Updates from Lake Up in the Air'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4623045839319212397</id><published>2011-03-19T09:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T06:45:59.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Hunt is On</title><content type='html'>Well, the hunt for the next move has begun.&amp;nbsp; This weekend I sent a pulpit application to a city in the SW part of the country.&amp;nbsp; The church seems to be in good health and of a size that I believe is a match with my ministry.&amp;nbsp; Ben has updated his information and placed it in the church's system for placement.&amp;nbsp; I have also requested an application packet from another church -- this one much closer to our current location (and also much colder area than the SW).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the meeting at Ben's church where they will vote to close --with the last service most likely to occur on Easter.&amp;nbsp; Once the vote is taken and everything is public we will be able to have all information out in the open and as public as we want to be.&amp;nbsp; It's been weird having to be cautious about where and with whom we could talk about this stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in the business of packing boxes, sorting stuff to put in storage, to donate, or to keep with us.&amp;nbsp; How do things seem to multiply so fast?&amp;nbsp; We've moved 5 times in 5 years, and every time we get rid of a bunch of stuff -- yet it seems that every time we move, the size of the move grows.&amp;nbsp; It's spooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way it is ths fine Saturday morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4623045839319212397?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4623045839319212397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4623045839319212397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4623045839319212397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4623045839319212397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-hunt-is-on.html' title='And the Hunt is On'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7858951941209829385</id><published>2011-03-18T11:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:46:45.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They are Multiplying</title><content type='html'>As our time here begins to wind down, I have begun packing boxes in preparation for the next big chapter in the Perils of Pastoring series of events.&amp;nbsp; This morning I began packing books -- just the ones in the house so far, and it seems that the more boxes I fill with books, the more books I find to pack.&amp;nbsp; What are those nasty tomes doing in those bookcases?&amp;nbsp; I can hardly wait to start attacking the bookcases in Ben's office -- OH NO!&amp;nbsp; Did you know that professional movers add approximately 25% to their estimates for clergy moves -- mostly because of books?&amp;nbsp; I'm beginning to think it's time for e-readers.&amp;nbsp; Think of the money that would save on moving and how much space, paper, and ink.&amp;nbsp; But, alas, reading an electronic gadget is just not the same as holding a book or even as seeing them in their shelves just calling out to be held and read.&amp;nbsp; I guess we bite the bullet and keep on packing.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, there will no naughty book shenanigans in the boxes.&amp;nbsp; Well, enough of this -- guess it's time to find another box and load it up.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned for further adventures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7858951941209829385?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7858951941209829385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7858951941209829385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7858951941209829385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7858951941209829385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/03/they-are-multiplying.html' title='They are Multiplying'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7148637998936168944</id><published>2011-03-17T08:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T08:56:21.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tons of Boxes</title><content type='html'>The moving of "stuff" has begun.&amp;nbsp; We have a bunch of boxes to load, but no doubt will need many more.&amp;nbsp; We have moved most of the Christmas stuff to the storage unit, along with some boxes of items that have not been used in the past couple of moves, but are things we want to keep.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, Ben's car will be out of the shop in the next day or so, since we can load a lot more boxes in his than in mine -- cut the number of trips to the unit.&amp;nbsp; The upshot of all this post is that the house will be in total chaos for the next six weeks.&amp;nbsp; Safety tip -- Night lights prevent tripping over boxes and assorted items that are not in the usual places.&amp;nbsp; I know what obstacle coursed feel like.&amp;nbsp; EEK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7148637998936168944?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7148637998936168944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7148637998936168944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7148637998936168944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7148637998936168944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/03/tons-of-boxes.html' title='Tons of Boxes'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-374375210055400859</id><published>2011-03-14T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:34:40.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Forward</title><content type='html'>The transition continues.&amp;nbsp; Today was our time to go rent a storage unit so that our entire lives can have a place to stay while we regroup.&amp;nbsp; Can you imagine shoving all this crap into a 10X15 space and driving away?&amp;nbsp; We have moved some of the Christmas stuff (some folks think that we could fill that whole space with Christmas but not quite.&amp;nbsp; Now it's get the boxes, pack them up, move stuff to the unit, figure out what to store, what to get rid of, and what we need to take with us during transition time.&amp;nbsp; Fun fun fun.&amp;nbsp; Anyone want to come help, sort, pack and toss?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-374375210055400859?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/374375210055400859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=374375210055400859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/374375210055400859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/374375210055400859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/03/looking-forward.html' title='Looking Forward'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-233800117700863174</id><published>2011-03-13T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:42:46.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Ask "What Next?"</title><content type='html'>The saga here in crazyland continues. Between churches about to close, a car accident, family trials, and a lost job, last night we got a call that Ben's dad is in the hospital.&amp;nbsp; Not sure exactly what's happening, but BP dropped dangerously low.&amp;nbsp; He is in ICU on antibiotics and we are waiting for phone calls advising us whether to stay here and wait or make the cross country drive to be there in case something happens.&amp;nbsp; It never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the other day we got a notice from the apartment complex about our "options" for early termination of our lease -- none of them very pleasant.&amp;nbsp; There will be a visit to the office to discuss these "options" and to see if there is something else that can be done to ease the pain of moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on -- and on -- and on.&amp;nbsp; I wonder what might be in the next chapter, but I'm surely not going to ask the question "What next?".&amp;nbsp; Surely as I ask, I may find out -- and I may not like the answers.&amp;nbsp; I will wait and see how the next few days unfold.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-233800117700863174?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/233800117700863174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=233800117700863174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/233800117700863174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/233800117700863174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/03/never-ask-what-next.html' title='Never Ask &quot;What Next?&quot;'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5355866100528962873</id><published>2011-03-08T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T14:25:56.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Next?</title><content type='html'>This thing called life just gets more and more funny.&amp;nbsp; Ben is losing his church, we will be moving, uncertain times ahead, and today I was informed that my secular job is no more!&amp;nbsp; Guess that will sit well with the family members who thought it horrible that I was going to "quit my job."&amp;nbsp; While I was not totally surprised by my release (I was told of such rumors months ago though I was assured by two supervisors that my job was secure -- even as late as last week), it came as a bit of surprise at this moment.&amp;nbsp; Now the dilemma is this"&amp;nbsp; Do I apply for unemployment and hope i get it?, 2) Do I look for a throw away job here to hold me over for the short time before we leave the area?, 3) Do I go ahead and relocate, find a job, and wait for Ben to join me when his work here is done?, or 4) Do we just say screw it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that has been going on, I am beginning to feel a bit like Job.&amp;nbsp; However, like Job, I am not ready to curse God and die.&amp;nbsp; I am ready to let God know that I am not amused, that I am even angry.&amp;nbsp; But God is still in control.&amp;nbsp; Who knows what's next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5355866100528962873?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5355866100528962873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5355866100528962873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5355866100528962873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5355866100528962873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-next.html' title='What Next?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8342577435907403153</id><published>2011-03-05T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:40:51.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Twist</title><content type='html'>Well, the roller coaster has gone in a new and uncharted direction.&amp;nbsp; I mentioned in my last post that we were going to relocate and live in Ben's parents' basement for a few months while we sort out and discover the next step in our journey.&amp;nbsp; Well, all was fine until Ben's sister heard about the plan.&amp;nbsp; She decided that the stress of us being there would "kill Dad."&amp;nbsp; She enlisted the support of the other two siblings, both of whom have called to let us know what a bad idea it would be.&amp;nbsp; Never mind that each of them have done the same or similar thing over the years.&amp;nbsp; Now, I will grant you that Dad is near 90 and stresses about everything.&amp;nbsp; However, if I were a parent of these "caring" children, I would be sadly disaapointed. Each of them responded based on what one of them thought, and none offered any viable alternatives or offer of help in the situation.&amp;nbsp; Because they all think that our plan would "kill Dad", they have effectively cut off this move as a possibility, no matter how willing Mom may be because, God forbid, if we go there and something happens to Dad (whatever the cause) guess who will get the blame.&amp;nbsp; So now we are back to square one -- stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8342577435907403153?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8342577435907403153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8342577435907403153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8342577435907403153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8342577435907403153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-twist.html' title='Another Twist'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-2232572374643213119</id><published>2011-03-05T07:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T07:50:10.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Roller Coaster</title><content type='html'>Happy March everyone.&amp;nbsp; As usual, I have been lost in Facebook land, but there some things that simply cannot be posted there due to excessive visibility.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enough apology; now on to the news.&amp;nbsp; Some of you may know that Ben and I were finally able to take a real vacation.&amp;nbsp; Spent 10 days heading south with stops along Florida's east coast, a couple days at Universal, Key West, and back up the gulf coast and home.&amp;nbsp; It was a wonderful time to just enjoy each other and not worry about anything.&amp;nbsp; Well -- as idyllic as that sounds, it was the proverbial calm before the storm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to the land of snow to discover that Ben's church is nearly broke -- I won't bore you with all the details, but suffice it to say that, after meetings and worry, it appears that the church is to be closed most likely by the end of April.&amp;nbsp; There is no pastor's income beyond that point -- that means that our household income will take a hit in excess of 50%, plus Ben's insurances and such will all vaporize.&amp;nbsp; NOW -- when we moved here just one year ago, he was looking forward to his three year contract with this church, so we signed a two year lease on our apartment, which now we cannot afford.&amp;nbsp; On top of all this, my secular job is in a precarious and uncertain space right now.&amp;nbsp; Things look pretty grim, we are stewing (or "futzing" as Ben calls it) over the situation.&amp;nbsp; What do we do?&amp;nbsp; Do we stay here, go get minimum wage jobs and try to muddle through until a church comes open?&amp;nbsp; At the beginning, we had no visible options -- the question was really,"WTF do we do now?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As we began to brainstorm, we drew a few possible options and are somewhere near finding the next step in this uncharted yet strangely familiar territory.&amp;nbsp; It looks as though each us will be exploring options for ministry -- whichever denomination blinks first gets us.&amp;nbsp; However, that search will take time and as we determined, we cannot afford our rent on what we would anticipate as "bridge income".&amp;nbsp; So it appears that he at age 46 and me at age 62 will be placing our lives in storage and moving along with the cats to his parents' basement.&amp;nbsp; Thank God they are willing and welcoming.&amp;nbsp; It is a bit embarrassing and demoralizing, but it is a temporary step and I think it will fit the need for the near future.&amp;nbsp; From there, we can both find some kind of jobs (unemployment is lower there than here) and focus our position searches.&amp;nbsp; This also gives Ben a bit of much needed down time from the church gig after the stress and abuse he has encountered in this part of his journey.&amp;nbsp; So, dear readers, it appears that we will soon be moving again (the 5th time in 5 years), and I am just really getting over the previous moves.&amp;nbsp; We have made this place home, and I rather enjoy it.&amp;nbsp; This once again proves the temporary nature of life.&amp;nbsp; As we wind down this chapter of the book, I wonder what will be in the next chapter?&amp;nbsp; We are free at this point to re-locate just about anywhere that God may lead us.&amp;nbsp; If you know of a healthy, vibrant Episcopal, ELCA, or MCC seeking a pastor, drop a line.&amp;nbsp; Who knows?&amp;nbsp; We might be coming soon to your neighborhood!&amp;nbsp; Be afraid, be very afraid.&amp;nbsp; I promise more frequent posts as our future begins to unfold this unwritten chapter of this unending saga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-2232572374643213119?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/2232572374643213119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=2232572374643213119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2232572374643213119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2232572374643213119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2011/03/from-roller-coaster.html' title='From the Roller Coaster'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5086024596272460651</id><published>2010-12-07T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:15:07.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damned if he Does and Damned if he Doesn't</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here this morning listening to Morning Joe, and I am getting more and more angry.&amp;nbsp; It seems that just a month ago after the elections, these folks were saying, "The voters have spoken, the President better listen."&amp;nbsp; Now Mr. Obama has compromised to include some of the Republican issues (including those "tax cuts" for the wealthy), and these same folks are criticizing the President for moving too far right.&amp;nbsp; What exactly do these people want?&amp;nbsp; Do they want a leader who stands for what he believes to be correct or a puppet who follows the polls?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Folks, you cannot have it both ways!&amp;nbsp; The truth is that these commentators -- this show and others -- are just plain anti-Democrat or anti-Obama.&amp;nbsp; Let's figure out what is the right thing to do and DO IT regardless of the politics.&amp;nbsp; Let's stop complaining about everything and DO something productive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5086024596272460651?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5086024596272460651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5086024596272460651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5086024596272460651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5086024596272460651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2010/12/damned-if-he-does-and-damned-if-he.html' title='Damned if he Does and Damned if he Doesn&apos;t'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6773414672952041618</id><published>2010-12-01T08:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T08:27:14.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>World AIDS Day Ramblings</title><content type='html'>Remember that today is World AIDS Day.&amp;nbsp; When I started this post, I wanted to make a point, but the topic is so broad and so close to my heart, I decided to just let the thoughts ramble.&amp;nbsp; If they are disjointed, so be it.&amp;nbsp; For many folks, this is the one day of the year when AIDS is in on their radar.&amp;nbsp; For many folks, however, HIV and AIDS are a reality every day.&amp;nbsp; Many have lost friends and family members to the epidemic.&amp;nbsp; Many others are living with HIV and AIDS, either short term or for many years.&amp;nbsp; There are newly diagnosed cases every day in this country and around the world.&amp;nbsp; You might claim not to know anyone who has died or is living with HIV, though I doubt the reality of that claim -- unless you live in the forest or on a desert island as a hermit.&amp;nbsp; The reality is that, although you might not be aware of anyone affected, everyone is affected directly or indirectly.&amp;nbsp; The world has been deprived of the talents and contributions of millions of people whose lives were cut short due to this epidemic.&amp;nbsp; Families have been torn asunder as mothers, fathers, children, siblings, and others have faced illness and have either lost or are still fighting the battle.&amp;nbsp; Twenty five or more years of HIV should make its eradication or control a priority for everyone of us, for the medical profession, religious leaders, educators, and the government.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit this morning thinking of so many people == some fighting, some now at peace.&amp;nbsp; For Tim and David who have been facing the challenge everyday for many years I pray for another year of health and progress.&amp;nbsp; For all the people I have known who have died (too numerous to list), I pray peace for their souls and their families.&amp;nbsp; For society, I pray for an end to judgement and prejudice and for every person out there to find a way to get involved.&amp;nbsp; For our young people, I pray for knowledge and responsibile behavior.&amp;nbsp; With all of the information there is on the transmission of HIV, there should be no valid reason for our kids to become infected.&amp;nbsp; Parents, talk to your children about this stuff.&amp;nbsp; Young folks, you are not invincible - be responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all of the events and publicity of this World AIDS Day result in at least one&amp;nbsp;life protected, extended, or remembered.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That one life (hopefully many more) makes these events worthwhile.&amp;nbsp; Don't let the day go by unnoticed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And in a manner similar to&amp;nbsp;Ebeneezer Scrooge who vowed to keep Christmas in his heart every day, let&amp;nbsp;us each commit to keep HIV/AIDS in the forefront&amp;nbsp;of our consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6773414672952041618?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6773414672952041618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6773414672952041618&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6773414672952041618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6773414672952041618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2010/12/world-aids-day-ramblings.html' title='World AIDS Day Ramblings'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-913554875103968599</id><published>2010-11-18T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T08:51:49.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Marks a Leader?</title><content type='html'>I have been watching several politically oriented TV segments recently in which people keep saying that President Obama should change course in light of the midterm elections.&amp;nbsp; How sad!&amp;nbsp; A true leader does not always do what is popular, but stands firm for what he/she believes to be right.&amp;nbsp; Is it more important to do what is right or to get re-elected?&amp;nbsp; If what Mr Obama is focusing on is wrong, time will bear that out.&amp;nbsp; If it is simply unpopular, too bad.&amp;nbsp; When did we ever get to the point in society that the boisterous majority sets the course and determines policy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If popluarity reigned, women would not be voting, gays would not be getting married, African Americans would be living is slavery and using separate facilities, the outcome of World Wars I &amp;amp; II would have far different, and the list goes on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These irritants and deterrants to a healthy society were (or are being) eradicated because leaders led rather than followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time that we stopped allowing elections to be decided by popularity or by the amount of mud being slung, and elected leaders who will stand for right, regardless of the political cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, friends, is my rant for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-913554875103968599?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/913554875103968599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=913554875103968599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/913554875103968599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/913554875103968599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-marks-leader.html' title='What Marks a Leader?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6666766527164155778</id><published>2010-11-16T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T08:31:48.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Checking In</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&amp;nbsp; There's not much happening at the moment, but since I haven't posted in a few days, I thought I ought to let you know that I am still alive.&amp;nbsp; I have been feeling a little bit useless of late -- down to working three days a week and no particular church responsibilities.&amp;nbsp; That means that, for the most part, I have four days a week to do as I please- the problem is that I haven't quite figured out what "do as I please" means.&amp;nbsp; I can sit and watch TV and play on the Internet all day, but then I feel as though I haven't accomplished anything.&amp;nbsp; I can clean, do laundry, or cook -- fun for a bit, but those things quickly lose their appeal.&amp;nbsp; I can go shopping -- but I don't need anything and I surely can't afford a lot.&amp;nbsp; I could travel, but that too costs money.&amp;nbsp; I think I may look at volunteer opportunities for a day a week or so, but I haven't quite decided where or what.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I wonder if semi-retirement was the right choice -- that question is quickly settled every week when I hit that first work day -- wishing that retirement was total which also is not feasible right now.&amp;nbsp; Part of the reason for semi-retirement was to have more time to accomplish the church tasks, but that role changed a month ago.&amp;nbsp; I'm not really complaining here, just rambling, and searching for direction and renewed purpose.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned for updates.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And that is the way it is today.&amp;nbsp; Have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6666766527164155778?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6666766527164155778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6666766527164155778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6666766527164155778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6666766527164155778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-checking-in.html' title='Just Checking In'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-258999722346353763</id><published>2010-11-03T08:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T08:01:35.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morning After</title><content type='html'>Well, election night 2010 is over, even though there are still a few results to come in.&amp;nbsp; It was not a pretty night for the Democrats, but we still woke up today and, God willing, will wake up tomorrow as well.&amp;nbsp; Now that this bloodbath election is behind us and the 2012 bludgeoning has not begun in earnest, it is time to put parties and animosity aside and to work together to address the challenges that are before us -- jobs, economy, wars, the environment, DADT, same sex marriage, and the list goes on.&amp;nbsp; This cooperative spirit is needed, not only in Washington (though it is certainly essential there if there is to be improvement), but on every street in every town in every state.&amp;nbsp; We each need to remember that it is not about what is best for ME or my party or businesses or the poor or the rich or __________, but it is about what is best for the country and what is right.&amp;nbsp; That means the inclusion and the dignity of all people regardless of religious beliefs, sexuality, or any other matter that actually has nothing to do with governing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, most of the candidates who put forth hate or far out policy points LOST.&amp;nbsp; We are not a Christian nation nor are we a theocracy nor are we a heterosexual nation.&amp;nbsp; We are a nation, and we need to remember the phrase, "We the people".&amp;nbsp; We also need to stop saying, "I want my country back!"&amp;nbsp; My country, governed by Republicans and Democrats (and some Tea Party folks -- whatever exactly that means) is still here as it has been for more than 200 years.&amp;nbsp; There have been problems, challenges, failures, victories, advances, wars, peace, and all those ("my country" things) throughout our history, and I believe that if we are true to our founding principles (which were not exclusively Christian), we will persevere and be around for a very long time.&amp;nbsp; My challenge to you all today is this:&amp;nbsp; What are&amp;nbsp;YOU doing to make it better?&amp;nbsp; And that, my friends, is the way I see it today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-258999722346353763?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/258999722346353763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=258999722346353763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/258999722346353763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/258999722346353763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2010/11/morning-after.html' title='The Morning After'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6123814262062638704</id><published>2010-11-01T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T09:48:09.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the Dignity?</title><content type='html'>This election cycle is nearly over -- thankfully.&amp;nbsp; I would like to suggest to future candidates that they pledge to restore dignity, statesmanship, common decency, and professionalism to the election process.&amp;nbsp; I am so tired of candidates (or others in the political fray) calling others "corrupt bastards", "whore", "facist", "socialist" and so on or telling the President of the United States to "shove" his endorsement or using words like "that sucks".&amp;nbsp; Is this high school, the bar room, or even the water cooler crowd?&amp;nbsp; No, these are the people who are being considered for positions of extreme importance in the future of our nation and world.&amp;nbsp; These people want to govern?&amp;nbsp; They even even practice decency and decorum!&amp;nbsp; I wish one candidate would rise above the onslaught of mud, vulgarity, insult, and childish petulence and stand on his or her positions on issues -- not demeaning the opposition, but telling us what he or she (the candidate) will strive to do if they are elected.&amp;nbsp; What a change and what a positive example for the young people of the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever wonder where the bullying in schools is coming from?&amp;nbsp; Read the above paragraph!&amp;nbsp; If we say it's okay to be vulgar, to insult and demean, and to disrespect even the highest office in the land, is it any wonder that kids think it's okay to do that to their peers?&amp;nbsp; Add to that the rants of the religious right which do nothing but heighten the fears and bigotry that run so deeply in society.&amp;nbsp; Folks, it's time to reclaim some human dignity here, and I call upon every person who holds or hopes to hold a position of influence or authority to model the common decency and respect that they would like to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way it is on this Election eve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6123814262062638704?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6123814262062638704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6123814262062638704&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6123814262062638704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6123814262062638704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2010/11/wheres-dignity.html' title='Where&apos;s the Dignity?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6583347155490377525</id><published>2010-11-01T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T08:35:33.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings</title><content type='html'>Happy November; happy Monday; happy All Saints Day; happy "day before election" day.&amp;nbsp; Don't forget to go vote tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; And, of course, vote for the correct candidates -- we need to move forward not backward.&amp;nbsp; Things ARE getting better!!!&amp;nbsp; Let's not let it go back to the Bush years -- it was NOT better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6583347155490377525?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6583347155490377525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6583347155490377525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6583347155490377525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6583347155490377525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2010/11/greetings.html' title='Greetings'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7993127673320633929</id><published>2010-10-28T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:05:31.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Groundhog Day?</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not, I've found something more annoying than the political ads!&amp;nbsp; A product called Hydrolyze has been running an ad for at last the past two weeks or so in which they offer a free sample of their product for "the next 24 hours."&amp;nbsp; Now, do they think we are so stupid to fall for the 24 hour thing when the ad is on day after day?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That one ranks up there with those that are selling wonderful "as seen on TV" JUNK, and add the line, "We'll send a second one absolutely free; just PAY additional shipping and handling."&amp;nbsp; How do absolutely free and just pay even go in the same sentence?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Come on, advertisers, do you think that people are that stupid?&amp;nbsp; Hmmm,&amp;nbsp;maybe that question IS the tie between this kind of ad and the political ads.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7993127673320633929?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7993127673320633929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7993127673320633929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7993127673320633929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7993127673320633929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2010/10/is-it-groundhog-day.html' title='Is it Groundhog Day?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7870477692450359443</id><published>2010-10-26T06:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T06:52:10.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week and Counting</title><content type='html'>Here we are - one week until election day and the end (at least for a a short time) of the hateful political ads that are rampant.&amp;nbsp; Telling me that your opponent is a no good scoundrel without any substantive message of your positions or aspirations does not induce me to vote for you.&amp;nbsp; Distorting truth, name calling, fear mongering, and the like do nothing but make people angry, disappointed, disillusioned and frustrated, with an ever increasing likelihood of lowering voter turnout.&amp;nbsp; Now, for me, my decisions are made in all major races and I will be sure to be at the polls next Tuesday supporting candidates of the party that DOES NOT tax the people while giving businesses huge tax breaks, the party that DOES NOT stomp all over the rights and dignity of people who are "different", the party that DOES NOT start unjustified wars and then fund them OUTSIDE of the budget process, nor the party that wraps the flag in a narrow, judgmental, hateful cloak of religion (THEIR religion of course).&amp;nbsp; Remember as we come down to the wire, YOUR VOTE MATTERS.&amp;nbsp; Be the change you want to see -- progress or return to what led us to where we are today -- if you don't vote, don't complain about the results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7870477692450359443?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7870477692450359443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7870477692450359443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7870477692450359443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7870477692450359443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-week-and-counting.html' title='One Week and Counting'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4429368158354333612</id><published>2010-10-25T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T10:05:39.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Well, folks, it's been exactly 10 months since I posted anything on this blog.&amp;nbsp; I get so wrapped up in Facebooking that I seem to forget this mode of communication.&amp;nbsp; I have just completed a fourteen month interim position at one of our churches, with the end result&amp;nbsp; that the church has been transitioned into a cell group associated with another of our churches.&amp;nbsp; That leaves me at kind of loose ends.&amp;nbsp; In addition, along this past summer, I applied for Social Security benefits and have reduced my secular employment to three days a week.&amp;nbsp; That now gives me a four day weekend -- Friday through Monday.&amp;nbsp; I guess I need to find something to do to fill part of that time, although for right now it's kind of nice to have time with nothing particular to do.&amp;nbsp; I don't where the next several months will lead me in life, but stay tuned -- it might be an interesting journey.&amp;nbsp; Hope to be back to regular posting and will be catching up on reading other blog posts.&amp;nbsp; Of course, you can find me on Facebook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4429368158354333612?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4429368158354333612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4429368158354333612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4429368158354333612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4429368158354333612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-1010020246199154853</id><published>2009-12-25T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T08:28:44.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to all and to all a good morning. &amp;nbsp;May your days be merry and bright, and may all your Christmases be whatever you need them to be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-1010020246199154853?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/1010020246199154853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=1010020246199154853&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1010020246199154853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1010020246199154853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/12/greetings.html' title='Greetings'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7531633716854815520</id><published>2009-12-16T06:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T06:38:50.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Gets Scary Sometimes</title><content type='html'>I am in a scary season of life I think. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday was an impossible day -- everything upset me. &amp;nbsp;I would break down and cry for no reason at all; I got in the conundrum of caring that we were way behind at work and at the same time not giving a damn. &amp;nbsp;I felt as though I was drifting through the day powerless to do anything to make things better or right. &amp;nbsp;I knew I "shouldn't" feel this way, and that knowledge just fueled the fire. &amp;nbsp;Last night I thought that a good night's sleep would fix the problems, but then I didn't sleep all that well. &amp;nbsp;I was up and down from 2am on and up a bit after 5, giving up on the idea of getting any real rest. &amp;nbsp;So today, I feel a bit fearful of life -- don't want to go to work, don't want to do anything. &amp;nbsp;Yet, I can't afford to not go to work and I have things that need doing for church and life marches on. &amp;nbsp;My question is, "Why does it have to march all over me?" &amp;nbsp;I am usually in pretty fair control over my emotions though sometimes when I am tired they tend to get the better of me, but this feeling of being propelled along through the rapids with no life jacket and nothing to grab onto, scares the heck out of me. &amp;nbsp;Where is the redeeming moment of sanity, how do I regain a sense of control, how do I function through the day at work when all I want to do is walk out? &amp;nbsp; And on top of that is the fear that things will get worse before they get better. &amp;nbsp;Some would tell me to buck up and face the day, thankful for job, health,and home. &amp;nbsp;I have been "bucking up" for a long time and am getting tired of it. &amp;nbsp;It seems that I take two steps forward and one back, then one forward and two back, and nothing ever seems to improve. &amp;nbsp;I know I'm rambling, but when one is being honest and dumping feelings, that's often what happens. Thanks for your care and support and for taking the time to read my ramblings. &amp;nbsp;I am hoping for a better day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7531633716854815520?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7531633716854815520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7531633716854815520&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7531633716854815520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7531633716854815520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-gets-scary-sometimes.html' title='Life Gets Scary Sometimes'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8570081002562903646</id><published>2009-12-05T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:32:07.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There is Life afer Funerals</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't posted since the first of the week, partly because of laziness and partly because of being overly busy.&amp;nbsp; When I last posted, I was preparing to head to Detroit for the eight hour day of viewing and visitation.&amp;nbsp; It was wonderful to see so many people paying their respects to a great lady, but it was extremely grueling for those of us who are the least bit introverted.&amp;nbsp; I told the funeral director that I was indeed dealing well with mother's passing, but the need to be "on" for that long was a real struggle.&amp;nbsp; My daughter arrived safely -- with her mother -- the "EX"!&amp;nbsp; There were some awkward moments, but we got through it all.&amp;nbsp; All of the grandchildren served as pall bearers which I found interesting since there are 9 granddaughters and 1 grandson.&amp;nbsp; The service was very nice.&amp;nbsp; The graveside service was a bit weird since we stood and witnessed the actual lowering of the casket into the grave and the sealing of the vault.&amp;nbsp; We did not stay to see the dirt dump; the rest was enough.&amp;nbsp; The funeral was Tuesday, I worked from home on Wednesday, and returned to the office on Thursday.&amp;nbsp; Now I am sitting here on this chilly Saturday morning facing the need to complete a sermon, do the laundry, clean the house, finish decorating, etc. when I would rather sit here and do absolutely nothing that requires thought or movement.&amp;nbsp; But life goes on, so the sermon will get written, the clothes will get washed, the dishes will go in the dishwasher, and there will be some decorating.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps by evening, Ben and I can enjoy some peace and quiet.&amp;nbsp; Then tomorrow is Sunday which is always a busy day.&amp;nbsp; When do people find time to grieve?&amp;nbsp; Life goes on -- and on.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to all for your care, prayers, and support through the past week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8570081002562903646?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8570081002562903646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8570081002562903646&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8570081002562903646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8570081002562903646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-life-afer-funerals.html' title='There is Life afer Funerals'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4141503098803907031</id><published>2009-11-30T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:08:14.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Most Unusual Week</title><content type='html'>Well, it was an odd weekend and the next couple of days promise their fair share of oddity as well.&amp;nbsp; Friday, we headed to the Detroit area to be with my sibs and to make the final arrangements for Mom's funeral.&amp;nbsp; I've been involved in such things from the perspective of a Pastor but this was the first time I was integrally involved in the planning as a surviving family member.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, Mom had pre-planned a good bit of it (including a page long list of people to call).&amp;nbsp; Last night was the first visitation.&amp;nbsp; I saw some of Mom's school chums (she's known them for somewhere in the vicinity of 80 years -- can you believe it?).&amp;nbsp; It went well, though there were lots of folks I didn't know.&amp;nbsp; Today, Ben will go to work and I will head back over for eight more hours of visitation.&amp;nbsp; I expect that one brother absent last night should be with us today and my daughter should be arriving from Tennessee.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow is the pre-service visitation, the funeral, luncheon, and then the family graveside service.&amp;nbsp; It was interesting to see Mom laid out -- I guess the funeral people did a "good job", and while it looked like Mom, there was a special sparkle of life that was missing.&amp;nbsp; I was expecting to get all emotional at that first sight of her now empty shell, but because that spark of life was not there, it was not nearly as difficult as what I had prepared myself for.&amp;nbsp; I am having (and will continue to have) moments in which I tear up a bit or when I remember a special moment or something, but for the most part I recognize that death is a necessary rite of passage on our life journey and I celebrate Mom's transition.&amp;nbsp; She will be missed by many, but her influence will live on in her children, grandchildren, friends and acquaintances.&amp;nbsp; Once we get through the next couple of days perhaps life can exit this surreal time and move forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4141503098803907031?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4141503098803907031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4141503098803907031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4141503098803907031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4141503098803907031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/11/most-unusual-week.html' title='A Most Unusual Week'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-9000808699484605278</id><published>2009-11-27T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:08:26.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Orphaned at 60+</title><content type='html'>Had a call this morning from my sister to tell me that my mother died last night. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure what to feel right now, but am headed to the Detroit area to be with the family. &amp;nbsp;Ben took off work on this Black Friday to go with me -- he's wonderful. &amp;nbsp;If any family members are reading this, please give me a call so we can talk about stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-9000808699484605278?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/9000808699484605278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=9000808699484605278&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/9000808699484605278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/9000808699484605278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/11/orphaned-at-60.html' title='Orphaned at 60+'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-210648848990722290</id><published>2009-11-04T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:07:54.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change to My Blog</title><content type='html'>Well, it had to happen.&amp;nbsp; I have been getting spam comments on this page.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, I've changed my settings for comments to require word verification.&amp;nbsp; I know it's a pain, and I hate it, but I don't think very many of my faithful and legitimate readers care about links to Miley Cyrus Naked (if that is really where the links take you).&amp;nbsp; So, my apologies to those who have meaningful comments.&amp;nbsp; Why do people find it necessary to muck things up and make it harder on everyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-210648848990722290?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/210648848990722290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=210648848990722290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/210648848990722290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/210648848990722290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/11/change-to-my-blog.html' title='A Change to My Blog'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6172454930093401565</id><published>2009-11-04T07:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:09:11.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Majority takes Rights from the Minority - Again</title><content type='html'>The results of the vote in Maine overturning the right of ALL people to marry the person of their choice are in, and -- big surprise -- the narrow minded heterosexual majority stripped away the rights of a minority.&amp;nbsp; Why do we continue to put basic human rights up to a popularity contest?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When will we learn that all people are deserving of the rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, and that these rights are not subject to "majority rule"?&amp;nbsp; Again I need to ask the question, 'How does my choice of a lifemate or spouse affect your marriage?'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I believe that eventually this matter will have to be decided in the courts and the legislatures, and once the rights are granted, they will not be taken away by narrow minded bigotry.&amp;nbsp; Marriage WILL ultimately be expanded to include all people -- why continue to fight and impede progress and inclusion?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6172454930093401565?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6172454930093401565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6172454930093401565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6172454930093401565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6172454930093401565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/11/majority-takes-rights-from-minority.html' title='The Majority takes Rights from the Minority - Again'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6183852869853378424</id><published>2009-11-02T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:08:20.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready or Not, Christmas is Coming.</title><content type='html'>Well, we have passed Halloween, so it seems that the Christmas preparation season is "game on."&amp;nbsp; As I sat this morning trying to figure out how to juggle money to pay the first of the month bills, I began to shudder at the thought of the costs of Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Gotta buy a few gifts; there's the added cost to the electric bill for decorations; charitable requests, unpaid time off from work, and the list goes on.&amp;nbsp; Then I began to ruminate on how one can be expected to enjoy Christmas -- to be "merry', to celebrate and rejoice -- when one cannot possibly fully participate in the annual "traditions" of spend, spend, and spend.&amp;nbsp; Then, of course, I began to reflect of the true meaning of Christmas -- while it is about the giving and receiving of gifts, it doesn't necessarily mean the giving and receiving of the newest, most expensive, biggest, most popular stuff.&amp;nbsp; The greatest gift was given centuries ago, and that gift is still a source of joy, strength, peace, and hope to all who take the time to receive it -- that gift is the human manifestation of the grace and love of God.&amp;nbsp; So--much as my worldly self is stewing about what Christmas 2009 is going to look like here -- I will be celebrating the joy, peace, hope, and love of God made real in our lives.&amp;nbsp; There may not be much under the tree, and the decorations may be a little less than usual (though with Ben in the house, I expect a lot of decorations), but the spirit of Christmas will be alive and well.&amp;nbsp; My wish for all of you is that you keep a sense of balance and recognize that Christmas is not just a day, but a way of life.&amp;nbsp; As you ski down the slope of Christmas prep, keep a sense of balance and take time to not only give, but to live the Spirit of Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6183852869853378424?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6183852869853378424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6183852869853378424&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6183852869853378424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6183852869853378424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/11/ready-or-not-christmas-is-coming.html' title='Ready or Not, Christmas is Coming.'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4465325343827281970</id><published>2009-10-20T07:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T07:31:14.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tueday</title><content type='html'>I am till reeling from my 61 hour work week (plus doing church stuff) and into a new week that doesn't look much better.&amp;nbsp; As I see things, we need more people.&amp;nbsp; We have proven that throwing excessive overtime at the problem is not the solution since we got half way to a controllable situation with people working OT last week, but by yesterday afternoon, we were right back behind the 8 Ball.&amp;nbsp; I fear what the situation will become as our team is relocated and some don't go.&amp;nbsp; Ben keeps telling me it isn't my problem and I know that on some levels, but I feel as though in some ways I need to be involved in the solution.&amp;nbsp; Don't know what's going to happen -- we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4465325343827281970?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4465325343827281970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4465325343827281970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4465325343827281970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4465325343827281970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/10/tueday.html' title='Tueday'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5327621970216396957</id><published>2009-10-10T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:06:34.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM GAY</title><content type='html'>In preparation for National Coming Out Day, I just wanted everyone to know that I AM GAY and proud.&amp;nbsp; The coming out process is exactly that -- it is a process filled with several "coming out"s, not a specific event frozen in time.&amp;nbsp; One can come out to family in a single event, or at work or here or there.&amp;nbsp; However, I come out each time my partner and I are out in public -- he gets asked, "Is that your Dad?"&amp;nbsp; Do we change the subject or tell the truth of who we are to each other.&amp;nbsp; Each time we encounter a situation where our sexuality is either unknown or questioned, we make the conscious decision&amp;nbsp; whether or not to "come out."&amp;nbsp; I have been "out" to myself, my family, my church(s) and more for more years than I care to think about, but new opportunities to come out arise frequently if not every day.&amp;nbsp; So, today I take this opportunity to say for NCOD -- I AM GAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5327621970216396957?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5327621970216396957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5327621970216396957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5327621970216396957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5327621970216396957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-gay.html' title='I AM GAY'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4723358561863106953</id><published>2009-10-08T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:52:29.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Well, I went back to work today after two vacation days.&amp;nbsp; I put in 10 1/4 hours today and probably that tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; They want folks to work Saturday and Sunday to catch up, but I cannot.&amp;nbsp; Saturday I am doing a workshop in Pontiac (four times during the day -- yuck) and Sunday I have a Board meeting and church.&amp;nbsp; That kind of fills up a weekend.&amp;nbsp; It appears that the overtime will be continuing next week.&amp;nbsp; GM seems to be offboarding a LOT of people recently.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps the recession is not over -- at least not here in the mitten state.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4723358561863106953?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4723358561863106953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4723358561863106953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4723358561863106953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4723358561863106953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/10/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-9153250718720571033</id><published>2009-09-30T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:25:21.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>There is a ray of hope on the job front.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I cannot elaborate on it yet, but it sounds like a workable solution at least in the short term.&amp;nbsp; At least I am not staring directly at the soup line for the moment.&amp;nbsp; Also, sent my grandson's birthday card out today -- he will get it a day or two late (Sorry about that), but it's sent.&amp;nbsp; Sadly, the only contact with daughter, SIL and grandson seems to be when I send a birthday or Christmas card.&amp;nbsp; I think that we are all missing a valuable resource in the relationship that we are not cultivating, but I am lost as to how to make it happen.&amp;nbsp; There isn't a day goes by that they aren't on my mind.&amp;nbsp; My hope and prayer is that they are well and happy and that they know that they are loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-9153250718720571033?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/9153250718720571033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=9153250718720571033&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/9153250718720571033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/9153250718720571033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-3535987554898260819</id><published>2009-09-30T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T09:11:42.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Next?</title><content type='html'>"What Next?" is usually a dangerous question to ask, because no sooner do we ask it than we find out the answer -- usually something not too exciting.&amp;nbsp; Well, I guess I asked the question this week and yesterday the answer began to unfold.&amp;nbsp; Before leaving for work I had a premonition that I was going to lose my job.&amp;nbsp; It did not happen -- quite!&amp;nbsp; However, imagine my mood when I read the email that said that my job will be moving to a site some 75 miles away sometime over the next few months.&amp;nbsp; Of course, I do have the "opportunity" to "transition" with them, but is that a practical choice?&amp;nbsp; I have to sit down and do the math on costs etc.&amp;nbsp; The trouble is that the employer is not providing the answers that we need to make an informed decision, but they want our answer on whether or not to go -- by Monday.&amp;nbsp; There's supposed to be a rep from the temp agency on site tomorrow, so we shall see what THEY have to say.&amp;nbsp; According to the unemployment office, if I don't go, it is viewed as a voluntary separation and benefit would be dependent on the outcome of an "investigation."&amp;nbsp; Again, no clear cut answers!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So the question of the day, like it or not, is "What's next?"&amp;nbsp; Only time will tell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-3535987554898260819?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/3535987554898260819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=3535987554898260819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3535987554898260819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3535987554898260819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-next.html' title='What Next?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8011062590778202846</id><published>2009-09-28T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:55:55.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday  Musings</title><content type='html'>I survived Monday somehow.&amp;nbsp; Had a very busy weekend.&amp;nbsp; Took part in AIDS Walk in Midland on Saturday and church twice on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; That all meant two long drives (totalling about 400 miles).&amp;nbsp; The rest of Saturday was spent getting ready for Sunday, so there wasn't much down time on the weekend.&amp;nbsp; I woke up feeling fuzzy and almost panicky this morning which made the first half of the workday a bit weird.&amp;nbsp; The fog started to lift about halfway through the workday.&amp;nbsp; Of course, by that time, the fog and panic were replaced by a bit of exhaustion.&amp;nbsp; Came home where Ben had dinner and a big tall cocktail waiting for me.&amp;nbsp; Doing laundry this evening and perhaps tomorrow will actually get some of LAST WEEK'S laundry put away.&amp;nbsp; LOL.&amp;nbsp; Life is always an adventure here at Happy Acres.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8011062590778202846?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8011062590778202846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8011062590778202846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8011062590778202846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8011062590778202846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-musings.html' title='Monday  Musings'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4247433497707935488</id><published>2009-09-24T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T09:21:24.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>We've been back from vacation only a few days.&amp;nbsp; We had a wonderful time, doing our best to put the trials and troubles of day to day life out of our minds and to just relax and enjoy each others company.&amp;nbsp; It was wonderful, but ended way too soon.&amp;nbsp; We came home on Saturday, spent Sunday resting and doing laundry and stuff, and hit the work merry-go-round on Monday.&amp;nbsp; By the time we reached Wednesday night, we were both mental basket cases.&amp;nbsp; Our under-employment situations are no secret to long time readers.&amp;nbsp; Something has to give if we are to survive.&amp;nbsp; One or the other or both of us need jobs that use our talents and educations, that fulfill us, and that provide some financial rewards.&amp;nbsp; That likely means that we will have to re-locate and we are open to that -- the question is "Where?".&amp;nbsp; The answer to that is dependent on opportunities that may arise.&amp;nbsp; Of course, the preferences include warmth, some mountains (or at least hills higher than the freeway ramps), and reasonable travel time/distance to both families.&amp;nbsp; The lack of clarity and answers continues to leave us feeling confused and trapped in our current situation, which coupled with everything else, deepens the depression.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, we have each other.&amp;nbsp; Ben is the bright spot in my life (and rumor has it that I light up his life).&amp;nbsp; Whatever we do, we will do it together.&amp;nbsp; I am not posting this to ask for answers, but simply to vent.&amp;nbsp; Of course, if someone HAS the answer, don't hesitate to send it ASAP.&amp;nbsp; Maybe God works through blogs too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4247433497707935488?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4247433497707935488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4247433497707935488&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4247433497707935488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4247433497707935488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/09/emotional-ups-and-downs.html' title='Emotional Ups and Downs'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-3047406489102100508</id><published>2009-09-22T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:02:59.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Vacation Quickly Fades</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful trip to Iowa, and the break was great. However, with two days of work under my belt, I am ready to go again.&amp;nbsp; I came back to a huge backlog of work and am putting in overtime trying to help catch up.&amp;nbsp; And strange as it seems, the BS at work hasn't gone away.&amp;nbsp; People are still people and problems are still problems.&amp;nbsp; We do have three days scheduled off together next month so we will find something to do with it.&amp;nbsp; Even though time off has a drastic effect on the budget, not taking time off has a worse effect on our emotional well being.&amp;nbsp; Ah well, life goes on -- and on -- long after the thrill of living is gone.&amp;nbsp; HEE HEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-3047406489102100508?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/3047406489102100508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=3047406489102100508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3047406489102100508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3047406489102100508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/09/joy-of-vacation-quickly-fades.html' title='The Joy of Vacation Quickly Fades'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5753349819274942524</id><published>2009-09-20T09:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T09:52:29.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again</title><content type='html'>Well, everyone, we have returned from a much needed and too short vacation.  We visited with Ben's family in Iowa and had the opportunity to visit with friends in Illinois and Iowa.  One thing I have never figured out is why people usually come home from vacations as tired as when they left.  I truly believe that a one week vacation, while enjoyable, is too short.  You spend the first couple of days unwinding from the chaos of routine life and the last couple of days gearing up to get back into it.  That leaves four or five days to relax.  Now a two week vacation would allow a week and a half to relax and have fun.  I vote for more vacation time for most people.   Europe seems to have it right -- people get much more "holiday" than we do, they are restricted on how much they can work.  But it is wonderful to have been off for a week.  Today is unpacking, laundry, groceries, and such.  Can't wait for the next vacation break.  Pictures may follow soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5753349819274942524?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5753349819274942524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5753349819274942524&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5753349819274942524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5753349819274942524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/09/home-again.html' title='Home Again'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4689728007337094375</id><published>2009-09-04T07:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T08:15:13.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe it's been three months since I posted anything here.  Guess I've been too busy at Facebook -- some of those social networking sites are addictive.  It's been a weird summer -the weather has been okay but not great, we've had to put down two pets. finances have been a struggle, and so on.  BUT -- we have our health, we have each other, we are both employed, and life goes on.  We are heading to Iowa for vacation in a week -- a much needed break.  Church stuff continues to both challenge and bless us both.   That, in a nutshell, is a quick update.  I will try to post a bit more often if I can tear myself away from FB-- hope to see you all there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4689728007337094375?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4689728007337094375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4689728007337094375&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4689728007337094375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4689728007337094375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-2674027808176535815</id><published>2009-05-26T19:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:20:14.711-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Fight Rages On</title><content type='html'>The California Supreme Court validated Proposition 8 today.  That does not mean that they agree with the content, only that the process was valid.  However, the idea that voters get to decide everything without regard to rights or equality makes me wonder what would happen if someone proposed reinstating slavery and having a majority build it into the constitution.  Would slavery then become law because a majority of bigots said it should?  I doubt that such a proposal would ever pass in this day and age, but if it did, the court would be bound to uphold it.  So -- let's reinstate slavery, let's take away the right of women to vote, and let's see what else we can cram through a gullible electorate to turn this country back a few hundred years.  OR -- we can wake up and realize, as many states have done, that just because a majority of people don't approve of same sex marriage, freedom from slavery, or the full inclusion of both genders in the voting process doesn't give anyone the right to legislate such bigotry.  I am not going to criticize the Cal. Supreme Court for this ruling -- they are bound by law.  However, I say SHAME on the voters of California!  I think that all the GLBT people in California need to move to Iowa, Massachusetts, Vermont, or Maine and watch California's already teetering economy fall flat on its face.  The decision today is a setback, but folks -- same sex marriage is here to stay.  Eventually these inane constitutional bans will fall one by one like dominoes and we will be included as full members of society.  Until that day, stand firm and speak out for JUSTICE for all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-2674027808176535815?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/2674027808176535815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=2674027808176535815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2674027808176535815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2674027808176535815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-fight-rages-on.html' title='And the Fight Rages On'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6920511908869865503</id><published>2009-05-23T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:15:24.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week!</title><content type='html'>Here I am at the start of a three day weekend (except, of course, for church).  The break from the secular job is much needed as the pressure of getting things up and running is about wear me out.  That's not to say that it is entirely my responsibility -- there are better paid people than I to have the final call on things.  However, I am in a position of having to deal with local management who has expectations (I believe them to be a bit unrealistic, but hey -- I'm only a grunt so who cares).  Then we have to deal with co-workers from the other side of the world by email and instant messaging whose "way of doing things" impedes the achievement of those expectations.  Then there are the people who work with me.  We have a team of 11.  Management has figured out that this is too small a group to achieve the desired result so they are adding a few folks.  Then we got the news that one of the better team members is leaving next week to take another job.  OUCH!  Add to that the fact that our team absentee rate seems to be among the highest of any job I've ever had and you can imagine the chaos.  We have been short one, two, or even three team members every day since the start of this project.  Add to that the ever changing processes, and you can begin to see why my stress level is at its apex.  Since I am one of two folks scheduled the latest, we have to stay to make sure that all the work put before us for the day is completed.  Yesterday was a ten hour day with lunch at my desk while continuing to work.  Poor Ben had to keep himself entertained since my workload made me nearly two hours late picking him up after work.  He was so good about it and didn't complain, but even though it wasn't my fault, I sure felt a good case of the guilty's.  Today will be sermon day (and I hope a little R&amp;amp;R), tomorrow is church and then I am OFF on Monday before heading back to the grindstone on Tuesday.  I sure hope that things balance out or I may lose my cool!  Can't afford to chuck the job -- the creditors would just not understand.  Ah well, this too shall pass -- like a kidney stone!!  Hug someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6920511908869865503?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6920511908869865503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6920511908869865503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6920511908869865503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6920511908869865503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-week.html' title='What a Week!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6727450700942308126</id><published>2009-05-08T17:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:03:57.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>For some reason this has been an incredibly long week.  Today was the completion of training for my new duties.  Monday I start the new task and the new schedule from 1030-7pm.  That's not horrible, just different.   Of course, between gaps in the training schedule and Ben's car trouble, I lost out on about 9 hours this week - plus the 5% pay cut took effect this week.  Next paycheck will be a bit anemic, but it's better than NO paycheck.  The bright note in all this is that the work I will be doing is the same work (with some revisions) that I was doing for these folks a couple of years ago.  At that time, the work went overseas, but it's coming back -- and bringing work back to Michigan (the unemployment champ) is a victory.  If we do well and keep the customer happy, there is more work to be had.  That means if our team does well, I should have a degree of job security for some time -- I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The computers are up and running after two monitors and a power supply.  Perhaps that will be the end of that for a while.  Tomorrow will be Sermon day!  Sunday will be church, a board meeting, and then a trip to see Mother for M day!  So-- I will likely not be home until around 8 on Sunday evening.  At least with the new work schedule, I can sleep late on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it is on this fabulous Friday!  Hope you all are well.  Hug someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6727450700942308126?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6727450700942308126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6727450700942308126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6727450700942308126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6727450700942308126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/05/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-1411703581243680659</id><published>2009-04-30T18:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:14:59.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Economy Strikes Again</title><content type='html'>Well, I experienced the joys of the current economic situation today.  All of the temp help was called into an office one by one and informed that we will be taking a five percent pay cut starting next week.  My response, while not happy, was reasonable -- 95% is better than no percent.  I was kidding with a couple of co-workers by saying that I should wait until next week to call in sick so it won't cost me so much -- of course, I'm not sick and I won't be calling in.  I also reasoned that an across the board five percent pay cut was better than a five percent staff reduction.   So, the little bit extra that Ben has started getting from the church counterbalances part of what I am losing -- the Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away.  Ah well, life goes on .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-1411703581243680659?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/1411703581243680659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=1411703581243680659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1411703581243680659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1411703581243680659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/04/economy-strikes-again.html' title='The Economy Strikes Again'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8666976604983191744</id><published>2009-04-29T18:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:14:20.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Moves Forward</title><content type='html'>Well, it was a long and time consuming move, but we turned in the keys to the old place last night and brought the last load of stuff back -- Ben called those boxes the "Miscellaneous Boxes".   They will get opened in the next couple of days and all will be well within a week or so.  Another casualty -- besides the table leg, a chipped glass, and a couple other small oops's -- was the laptop display screen.  I was sitting here the other night typing away (or playing a game or something equally exciting) when all at once Ben let out a howl.  Before he could explain it, the entire rack of dvd's and cd's came toppling over toward me and the computer.  It smacked the lid of the laptop and the display went all whacky and useless.  Well, I worried and stewed about it for a while, and we decided to find a monitor to hook to the laptop.  I posted my need on freecycle.org and within hours yesterday I had a couple of emails offering monitors.  I went this afternoon and picked one up, brought it home, hooked it up, and --voila!!-- I'm back up and running.  All things seem to work out somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8666976604983191744?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8666976604983191744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8666976604983191744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8666976604983191744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8666976604983191744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-moves-forward.html' title='Life Moves Forward'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6527160848099559936</id><published>2009-04-26T18:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:20:39.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello all; miss me?</title><content type='html'>When I looked at how long it's been since I last posted, I was almost embarrassed to come back.  Between a serious facebook addiction, moving, job, and church, things have been a bit hectic.  I've missed you all.  Our move is nearly completed -- we have about one and a half more carloads and then final clean up to finish up.  Then, of course, there's the joy of unpacking it and finding places for everything.  It amazes me how quickly the space fills up.  We are settling in nicely, however, and look forward to staying here for a while.  I am so sick of moving.  This is my fifth move since moving back to Michigan in 2004.  Doing the math, that works out to about one a year.  TOO MUCH.  I am so sick of seeing cardboard boxes!!!.   My time at the church is winding down -- two more months and I'm done.  The turnaround in the congregation's involvement and attitude over the past six months is amazing -- almost makes me want to stay to see where it leads.  But I won't and I cannot according to contract.  They will now need to step up and move forward into the next chapter of their life as I do so in mine.  I did have the opportunity to go to Ben's church with him today and meet a bunch of his folks.  At work I am back in training for a desk that will be doing the work that I did when I was there nearly two years ago--the work that went to Malaysia is now coming back to the good old USA -now if only our primary client (a large US automaker) stays in business!  Spring seems to be coming finally.  We've had some hot weather already and oh the spring rainstorms!!   I think I saw a big boat full of animals go past the window last night.  All in all, things are good.  We are happy and looking forward to making this place into a home we can enjoy together for a good long time.  We shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6527160848099559936?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6527160848099559936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6527160848099559936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6527160848099559936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6527160848099559936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-all-miss-me.html' title='Hello all; miss me?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5145631644772307340</id><published>2009-03-14T12:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T12:44:48.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Economy Strikes Again</title><content type='html'>We continue to read and hear about how the economy is struggling for growth and survival.   In our area, many folks have fallen victim to this economic mess as jobs vanish, homes are lost, and prices continue to rise.  I have felt very fortunate to have landed a decent job, but even this one is not immune from the ravages of the economy.  Relax -- I still have my job, but they are cutting 40 hours per employee over the next five weeks.  While that will result in a loss of several hundred dollars for our household (and many others), I am thankful that I still have a job.  This management decision adds to an already uncertain future for my job.  We shall persevere -- God hasn't let us down yet.  But that doesn't lessen the worry factor.   It is perhaps the least desirable part of working through a temp agency -- the lingering knowledge that any day could be the last balanced by a desire to do a professional and worthwhile job.  Ah well, life goes on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5145631644772307340?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5145631644772307340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5145631644772307340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5145631644772307340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5145631644772307340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/03/economy-strikes-again.html' title='The Economy Strikes Again'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8467490295666386913</id><published>2009-03-07T15:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:54:01.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daylight Saving Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SbLeTf0LCAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/wCUuZgnqXuM/s1600-h/clock.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SbLeTf0LCAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/wCUuZgnqXuM/s400/clock.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310551337162442754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Remember to SPRING FORWARD one hour tonight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8467490295666386913?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8467490295666386913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8467490295666386913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8467490295666386913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8467490295666386913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/03/daylight-saving-time.html' title='Daylight Saving Time'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SbLeTf0LCAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/wCUuZgnqXuM/s72-c/clock.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7336427034661001784</id><published>2009-03-07T15:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:20:11.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>First, thanks to all who made suggestions about furniture arrangements in response to my last post.  I knew that the particular readership of this blog would surely have ideas on decorating -- LOL.  I am sitting here today watching it rain.  Our weather has been weird -- cold and snow, then warm and sunny, now cold and rainy --welcome to Michigan where if you don't like the weather, wait a few minutes.  My sermon is pretty much ready for tomorrow, a load of dishes is washed as is a load of laundry.  Ben will be home within the hour and dinner is on the horizon.  Tomorrow is church and a board meeting -- oh joy!  Less than four months and my time with this group will be O-V-E-R!!.   It's been an interesting ride with moods swinging from excitement to gloom and back toward excitement.  It is my prayer that during these four months I can narrow that swing and focus the group on being church.  Ah well, we shall see.   In six weeks time, Ben and I will be moving -- scary prospect.  I look forward to the new place, but getting all this crap packed and moved and unpacked is a daunting challenge.  We shall, however, manage it somehow.  Anyone want to come and help?   Well, that's about all that's going on here -- guess I will wrap this up and go back to playing games on Facebook.   See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7336427034661001784?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7336427034661001784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7336427034661001784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7336427034661001784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7336427034661001784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7392461950650854083</id><published>2009-03-04T17:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:04:55.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Toward the Big Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/Sa8HJqN3ihI/AAAAAAAAAeg/J407AtBlb_k/s1600-h/c1957_Tamarack_Floor_Plan_103257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/Sa8HJqN3ihI/AAAAAAAAAeg/J407AtBlb_k/s400/c1957_Tamarack_Floor_Plan_103257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309470348225776146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In just over a month Ben and I will be making many trips between where we live now and our new home -- we must have a few thousand boxes of stuff and furniture enough for a small hotel (well, that might be an exaggeration, but you get the idea).  Here is our new floor plan.  I have been arranging furniture in my mind for the past week and there are so many options that we won't actually decide anything until we start getting stuff over there.   We had to laugh during our initial visit to the new complex.  The not too bad looking young man showing us the units made several mentions of "roommate" situations -- particularly with reference to the second bedroom.  We decided not to burst his bubble of innocence or ignorance, but we thought, "Boy, have you got it wrong!"  But back to the unit itself.  See that area on the first floor called "dining area"?   Well if one has a small and narrow table maybe it would work as what it is labelled.  However, I am playing with several ideas for that space.  We have two antique wooden arm chairs that I think would make a great reading nook with the addition of our antique round side table.  Or we could put a TV there (that's what they say a lot of residents do), but I don't think I want a TV in the Living Room.  Then of course, we could do a wall of bookcases (God knows we have enough books to fill it), but that would mean having to buy bookcases.   We could leave it empty (what a novel idea).   Your thoughts on this "odd" and somewhat useless (or somewhat versatile) area are welcome.  Anyway, it will be a fun experience setting up housekeeping - again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7392461950650854083?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7392461950650854083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7392461950650854083&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7392461950650854083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7392461950650854083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/03/looking-toward-big-move.html' title='Looking Toward the Big Move'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/Sa8HJqN3ihI/AAAAAAAAAeg/J407AtBlb_k/s72-c/c1957_Tamarack_Floor_Plan_103257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5779490976188448521</id><published>2009-03-03T20:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:57:00.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Up in the Air</title><content type='html'>Our lives continue to be in an uproar.  After a Saturday morning trip to the mechanic for four tires and new front brakes, we headed west to apply for a lease on a townhouse.  Between those two stops, the rent and a couple of other bills, the big three week paycheck, the tax check and the bank bonus are gone and it's back to the grindstone to earn enough to pay the next stack of bills.  But life is good.  I am really looking forward to the townhouse.  With a basement that will allow Ben to bring his glass stuff home and also some space for storage, I might be able to keep at least the first floor somewhat organized.  At least that is the plan -- of course it remains to be seen whether or not I can do it.  Only time will tell.  The job continues to be challenging -- not terribly difficult, but a great deal of detail.  It's easy to make boo boo's, but I think I have a handle on what I'm doing.  The problem with a temp job is that I go to work every day with the possibility that this could be the last day.  I expect it to last for some time, but since we service a major automaker, and they aren't doing so well, they may make cuts and those cuts will roll downhill to us.  We shall see.  I'd like it to last a year or more, and certainly at least six months.  Six months will qualify me for unemployment again and a year will put me within 6 months of social security.  Who knows?  I might just slide into retirement and become a gentleman of leisure.  Ben can support me in the style to which I'd like to become accustomed.  Just kidding -- we will get through all the turmoil and life will settle down one of these days.  I hope!   Hug someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5779490976188448521?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5779490976188448521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5779490976188448521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5779490976188448521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5779490976188448521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-is-up-in-air.html' title='Life is Up in the Air'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6591719131899231291</id><published>2009-02-22T18:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:32:22.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Facebook's Fault</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SaHgdpVEaSI/AAAAAAAAAeY/V-h7x9r0b7s/s1600-h/facebook.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SaHgdpVEaSI/AAAAAAAAAeY/V-h7x9r0b7s/s400/facebook.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305768635934206242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all!  When I looked at my page today, I realized how long it's been since I posted anything.  Shame on me.  Besides the reality that I haven't had much to say, I've been hooked on Facebook and seem to be spending a lot (read that as way too much) time there exploring and of course playing Pirates and Sudoku.  So, blame Facebook - I seem to strangely addicted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I completed my federal and state income tax forms.  The US owes me, and I owe the state.  At least the difference is in my favor.  Now all I need to do is figure out the city forms -- they're more convoluted than the US IRS forms == I never thought that was possible, but.....   Once the federal check arrives, it is going for four new tires for the little red car.  With the miles I do, good tires are essential.  At least I got new wiper blades the other day and with Ben's help got them put on -- in cold windy weather.  A word to the wise:  If you need wiper blades do it in August or September when it's warmer.  We about frostbit our hands, noses, and ears.  At least now I can see out the windows LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much else today so this will be it for this post.  See you all again soon (sooner than this time).  Remember to hug someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6591719131899231291?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6591719131899231291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6591719131899231291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6591719131899231291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6591719131899231291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-all-facebooks-fault.html' title='It&apos;s All Facebook&apos;s Fault'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SaHgdpVEaSI/AAAAAAAAAeY/V-h7x9r0b7s/s72-c/facebook.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-3437237247127231879</id><published>2009-02-04T17:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:08:17.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Taxation of Taxation</title><content type='html'>I know that this time of year many of us are giving some thought to income tax, whether we will owe or reap a huge refund, or whether we will be able to figure out the maze of forms, figures, and receipts and get everything taken care of.  The whole issue of taxes is very much in the forefront of the media these days in light of two cabinet nominees withdrawing their names in the light of tax "errors" and one who was confirmed in spite of tax problems.  Over the past few years, there have been others in high profile positions who were discovered to have had tax issues -- including Caroline Kennedy.  What all of this brings to my mind (and hopefully should put some thoughts in smarter folks than I) is that our tax system is so broken that mere mortals are baffled by it.  I cannot believe that these public servants intentionally strove to cheat the government of which they are a part (though I suppose that is possible).  I strongly believe that our entire tax code needs a major overhaul free of partisan and classist politics.  I am a strong proponent of a straight percentage tax on all income -- from the poorest to the richest.  The poor will scream that they can't afford it and the rich will scream that they are paying more than their share, but that's too bad.  Employers could simply withhold a percentage from all paychecks and submit it directly to the government.  Corporations paying dividends could do likewise with dividend payments.  There would be no need for individuals to ever have to file a return or keep receipts or any of the dreaded first of the year tasks.  The government could downsize IRS, and all would be well.  I suppose that I am looking at this from a naive point of view, but for me it would be far more simple and fair.  What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-3437237247127231879?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/3437237247127231879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=3437237247127231879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3437237247127231879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3437237247127231879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/02/taxation-of-taxation.html' title='The Taxation of Taxation'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4956185174671163009</id><published>2009-02-01T19:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:21:34.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Evening</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone.  Since I got hooked on Facebook, my blogger life has been suffering.  I hope to get them in balance with each other soon.  Anyway, here I am.  I am sitting here in front of the TV watching a series of commercials that is interrupted by something that the girls call football.  Can someone explain that to me?  LOL.  The job seems to be going well though half of Thursday and all of Friday were wasted time since they had us out observing other agents (the bad part of that is that most of them were doing things we will not be doing, and the ones who were doing the thing we will didn't seem to know what they were doing.).  I am sure that this week will be more productive.  The paycheck for the first three days of work was nice.  Today was church and that is always challenging.  Service went well, but afterward someone got his feathers ruffled and blew up and left.  It was silly stuff too.  Some folks were setting up for a Valentines Party (why they are setting up this early is beyond me, but that's another issue).  They rearranged the tables and that - believe it or not - is what precipitated the upset.  When will these people get a clue that most of the little things are not worth getting upset over.  And who cares how the tables are arranged?  They can be moved for the next time and the time after.  Whatever!   I am tired of dealing with middle aged children!  That's about all for today.  Stop by and look for me on Facebook!  Hug someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4956185174671163009?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4956185174671163009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4956185174671163009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4956185174671163009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4956185174671163009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-evening.html' title='Sunday Evening'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8928935250842748870</id><published>2009-01-29T18:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:08:14.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The State of the State of Unemployment</title><content type='html'>No, I am not unemployed.  The new job is going all right as I am still in training.  What this post is about is the incredibly whacked out unemployment system (a real oxymoron) that exists in Michigan.  What prompts this rant?  The story began with the good news of a new job and the leaving of the lower paying part time job.  Yesterday I called the unemployment system right on my bi-weekly schedule to claim benefits for the last week of the old job and the first partial week of the new job.  The automated call began with the usual question:  Have you begun work?  (Answer was "YES").  Next question:  What was your first day of work?  (Answer was 1/21/09).  So far, so good.  The next question: Did you quit any job, refuse any job offer, etc? (Answer was "YES").  This was the kicker question and answer.  The call proceeded through the usual ten minutes worth of information, only to end with "We are unable to issue a payment at this time.  Please call xxx-xxx-xxxx and select "Inquiry."  Well, I went slightly nuts at that, but in fairness, I did what I was instructed.  After being on hold, bounced off the call, on hold, bounced again, and on hold (total time was 45+ minutes), an agent came on the phone and I assumed (WRONGLY) that we could straighten out this snafu.  She said, "We are not assisting any more clients today!  Please give me your SSN and we will call you back tomorrow."  Now I was seeing red!  After wasting about an hour by this time, I was told that they were through for the day?  EEK!  So, I told her that a return call would be difficult since I am WORKING FULL TIME!  (DUH!).  I asked for a call back after 5:30PM.  Today, at almost 6:00 PM (with no call), I called them again and got put on hold for several minutes.  Finally, I got an agent and I thought (WRONGLY AGAIN) that we could resolve the issue and get the payment released.  I was told that since I had answered that I had quit a job, they would hold the payment pending a four to six week investigation.  I tried unsuccessfully to explain that in order to accept a FULL TIME job at a HIGHER hourly rate (and thus get off the public dole), it was was necessary to quit the PART TIME LOWER WAGE job.  She wouldn't budge, so I asked for her manager.  I was told, "She's gone for the day, but if you leave your number, I can have her call you first thing in the morning."  Um, what part of WORKING FULL TIME did she not hear?  So, now I will have to play their game and maybe - if I am lucky -- I will get a payment in 4 to 6 weeks, during which time I will have to make those biweekly certification calls to the automated system to keep a claim active that should, by rights, have been closed this week.  This is government service (another oxymoron!)?   Ah well, maybe my creditors will be happy when I tell them to send me a bill in four to six weeks!   Yeah, right!   And that is the state of the state of unemployment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8928935250842748870?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8928935250842748870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8928935250842748870&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8928935250842748870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8928935250842748870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/state-of-state-of-unemployment.html' title='The State of the State of Unemployment'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8286027583019466921</id><published>2009-01-21T19:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:57:05.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job - Day One</title><content type='html'>Well, I lived through the first day on the new job.  It was refreshing to not have to deal with "I want to return this", or "This is supposed to be on sale."  Of course in a couple of weeks I will be dealing with folks on the phones, but I think for the most part they are a little nicer, etc.  Of course, the trainer still has stories and bad jokes to tell, but he does give us breaks about every 45 minutes to an hour, a long lunch, and out early, so I guess that's okay too.  I did see a few folks I used to work with and they seemed happy to see me.  All in all I think that this is a good move for me.  Now I'm home and resting up for tomorrow's stories and jokes LOL.  Hug someone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8286027583019466921?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8286027583019466921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8286027583019466921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8286027583019466921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8286027583019466921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-job-day-one.html' title='New Job - Day One'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-3421713479582902066</id><published>2009-01-20T15:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:47:23.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day!</title><content type='html'>It was wonderful being home and able to watch the historic events of the day live on TV.  From Aretha's hat to the Chief Justice tripping over the oath of office to Rick Warren's very Christo-centric prayer (including the Lord's Prayer)there were some fun moments.  But, putting all that stuff aside, it was a wonderful and historic day.  What I think struck me the most were the shots of the mall packed with people, most of them waving American flags which created an amazing sea of red, white, and blue.  In the midst of celebration, let us remember that the work of rebuilding what America is lies ahead of us.  Also, as we celebrate, let's pause and pray for Sen. Kennedy in his health crisis.  I guess I will go back and watch the parade for a while.  Hug someone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-3421713479582902066?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/3421713479582902066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=3421713479582902066&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3421713479582902066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3421713479582902066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day.html' title='What a Day!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-2741373248207861363</id><published>2009-01-20T15:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:26:45.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And What if I Won't?</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, language and grammar are pet peeves of mine.  I think that the English language is wonderful and should be treated and used with the respect and dignity it deserves.  Several times during today's historic events in Washington I heard commentators use the phrase "if you will".  I have no idea exactly what they mean by that?  Will I agree with them?  Will I allow them to speak?  Will I listen?  Will I go to the kitchen for a glass of water?  What???  And, in our house at least, the response becomes, "And what if I won't?"  If I say that I won't (won't whatever it is that they want me to "will", will the TV screen suddenly go quiet and dark with the commentator drawn and quartered or will he or she continue on with what they were about to say?  Since they are going to say it anyway, the "if you will" is unnecessary and perhaps condescending.  Or is it an affectation like "um', "like", etc?  Come on, people -- let's honor the language we have and use it correctly without fillers like "if you will".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-2741373248207861363?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/2741373248207861363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=2741373248207861363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2741373248207861363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2741373248207861363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-what-if-i-wont.html' title='And What if I Won&apos;t?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-3827468342363047407</id><published>2009-01-19T18:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:36:28.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Write Your Own Inaugural Address</title><content type='html'>I found &lt;a href="http://www.atom.com/spotlights/inauguration_speech_generator/?"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on Towleroad.com, and created the most hilarious speech.  Give it a try and see if you are ready to be sworn in as President -- I, obviously, am not ready.  Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-3827468342363047407?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/3827468342363047407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=3827468342363047407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3827468342363047407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3827468342363047407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/write-your-own-inaugural-address.html' title='Write Your Own Inaugural Address'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4387901678711699255</id><published>2009-01-19T07:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:04:09.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Winds of Change</title><content type='html'>Well, here we are at last in the week when we inaugurate a new president.  This week is about eight years overdue by my calendar since the past eight years have been anything but productive.   But that criticism would be the subject of not only a separate post, but an entirely separate blog!   On to the moment and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday kicked off Inauguration fever in earnest with the big pre-inaugural event on the mall in DC.   We tuned in to watch history in the making and of course were disappointed by the non-broadcast of the invocation by Bishop Gene Robinson.  According to what I've read, it was the decision of the transition team to not broadcast the "Pre-show" show.  How sad.  I have read the text of the prayer and seen the UTube of it and was quite impressed by Bishop Robinson's care in crafting a prayer that said what needs to be said without being overly political.   It will be interesting to see the unfolding explanations of why it was not broadcast.  The rest of the concert was pretty good, though I can't imagine why some of the "artists" (and yes, Ben, I intentionally used the quotes) were invited.   At least there was enormous diversity.  I commented at one point how this whole thing must be driving the radical right crazy -- at one point it looked like a bunch of homeless folks having a sing-in on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial.  Overall, I would rate it good -- not great, but good.  There was certainly an air of hopefulness and celebration in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last full day of the Bush debacle -- that alone being reason for hopefulness and certainly celebration.  Our country and indeed our government has been stuck shifting between neutral and reverse for the past eight years and it is indeed time for change.  That change has begun and will officially become the expectation beginning at noon tomorrow.  I will be tuned in!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiched in the midst of all this celebration of change is the celebration of one of the greatest agents of change of my generation -- the birthday of Dr Martin Luther King, Jr.  This voice for change still rings out across this land some 40+ years after his untimely death.   The upcoming inauguration is glowing evidence of the truth and depth of Dr. King's legacy.  Look how far we have come in those 40 years.   Yet, we still have miles to go.   Perhaps the next four years (and perhaps the next eight) will move this nation and society into a new age of peace, inclusion, liberty, and dignity for all it's people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all of my philosophical musings for this early Monday morning.  Take a moment to pray in whatever manner is comfortable to you for the winds of change to propel us forward as a nation and a people.   AND -- as usual -- Hug someone special!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4387901678711699255?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4387901678711699255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4387901678711699255&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4387901678711699255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4387901678711699255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/winds-of-change.html' title='The Winds of Change'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4214162285936878068</id><published>2009-01-17T23:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:09:37.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unemployed for the Moment</title><content type='html'>Well, tonight ended my stint on the customer service desk at the local "X"mart kind of store.   Everyone seemed genuinely sorry to see me go (guess I must have made a darned good employee).  My new assignment begins on Wednesday, so from now til then I am a bum again LOL.   I will be home to watch Gene Robinson pray at the Lincoln Memorial tomorrow night and for the inauguration on Tuesday (to hear Rick Warren?--ick).  It will be nice tomorrow to come home from church and not have to dash out in my red shirt and khakis to work 6 hours in the evening.  No more nights and weekends -- hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, leaving was a little bittersweet.  I am surely glad to be doing something else and making more money and working days during the week.  But I will miss some of the people and even a few of the customers.   Some of them I will miss like one misses a toothache when a tooth is pulled, but there really were some nice folks too.  Those I shall miss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4214162285936878068?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4214162285936878068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4214162285936878068&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4214162285936878068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4214162285936878068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/unemployed-for-moment.html' title='Unemployed for the Moment'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-1776866406135048544</id><published>2009-01-17T09:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:52:42.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Transitions</title><content type='html'>Well, I gave my notice at the current job yesterday in preparation for starting the new job next week.  My boss was very nice about it and said some really nice things.  The lack of advance notice was not a particular problem -- she just had to shuffle everyone else's schedules around to fill the void.   The start for the new job was pushed back to Wednesday.  It seems that no one remembered that Monday is a holiday (I bet the line employees remembered) and that makes Tuesday a slam day so they say.  So, after today I will be unemployed until Wednesday morning.  Maybe I can find some time to get the house cleaned or maybe just sit and play online and watch TV.  Who knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-1776866406135048544?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/1776866406135048544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=1776866406135048544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1776866406135048544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1776866406135048544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/transitions.html' title='Transitions'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-995389837308831422</id><published>2009-01-15T21:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:04:31.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Off</title><content type='html'>Ben and I both had today off, and as usual, it did not go to waste.  We began the day with my doctor appointment (which instead of being there 15-20 minutes took about 90 minutes including the wait.  Then we headed to the local lab for my drug test for the new job -- I'm sure I passed.   We finally had the opportunity for breakfast (of course it was 1PM by this time) at Cracker Barrell -- YUM.   Then we got out the GPS and began the usual type adventure.  Of course the first two places Ben entered in the GPS were CLOSED when we arrived at them.  We still managed to have fun between shopping and looking at the sights -- not to mention a little bit of slip sliding on some of the roads.  I actually bought a "Snuggie" (as seen on TV - the blanket with sleeves).  I actually bought it to try one out before getting Mother one for her upcoming birthday (if any of the family is reading this -- I am buying her one so don't you!).   It's really kind of neat -- another of those things that I wish I had invented.  It's so sensible and simple, yet until recently was unheard of.   Think of the money I could have made.  Ah well, I need some new and practical (or at least saleable) ideas to get rich.  Now we are sitting at home together relaxing and each of us surfing the web and reading email.  Soon it will be off to bed in preparation for another day (I'm off tomorrow).    Being off will mean a trip to the dog groomer, the bank, the dry cleaner, and maybe get the oil changed.  I guess I should write a sermon sometime for Sunday.  And that's the way it is on this wonderful day off.  Hug someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-995389837308831422?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/995389837308831422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=995389837308831422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/995389837308831422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/995389837308831422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-off.html' title='The Day Off'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-1824163393076130665</id><published>2009-01-14T09:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:44:30.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress!!</title><content type='html'>As most of my readers know, I have been in job search mode for the better part of a year and I have had moments with the two temp agencies with whom I am registered -- no calls back or apparent follow through.  BUT -- all is not lost.  Yesterday, out of the blue, the phone rang, and it was the rep from the agency I was working through last winter.   NOW -- pending background and drug check results -- I will be starting a new assignment on Monday.  At last - a full time job with more money than I am currently making.  How timely since unemployment is going to run out in just a few weeks.  So, thanks to all for encouragement and support through this search.   Barring any unforeseen glitches, I will be among the full time employed in a few days.   It will also mean "good bye, service desk", which is both good and bad.  This job has not been horrid, just frustrating at times.   I am so looking forward to a Monday through Friday, 40 hour a week, daytime gig.    HOORAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-1824163393076130665?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/1824163393076130665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=1824163393076130665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1824163393076130665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1824163393076130665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/progress.html' title='Progress!!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8091510498076746266</id><published>2009-01-12T23:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:15:11.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week's Rant in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SWwfpvzDA6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/HMbeFt1dmg8/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290638464319161250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SWwfpvzDA6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/HMbeFt1dmg8/s400/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First, the good stuff.  The other day I was having a major self pity party -- feeling useless, under appreciated at work and church, and not worthy of the desired appreciation.  It was not a pretty sight.  I managed to work up enough gumption to go to work -- it's really hard to do that when feeling in such a deep funk.  Anyway, I made it through the work day and when I got home I discovered that my wonderful Ben had bought me the flowers pictured here.  What a gorgeous array of happy colors.  Of course that, along with the cherry pie and ice cream -- not to mention Ben himself -- helped pull me back to a tolerable level of feeling.   He's a sweetheart, this one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to other stuff.  I headed out for church on Sunday morning and had to make a stop for gas.  I fell victim to one of those stations that has a different price for cash and for credit for the same gas.  I find that practice offensive and somehow unethical.  Needless to say, that station can be added to the "kiss my butt" list and I will purchase gas at stations that treat their customers fairly.  I will continue to boycott stations who choose to penalize customers for the convenience of using a credit or debit card and paying at the pump.  So far, in recent weeks, I have discovered this practice at one Mobil, one Citgo, and several BP stations.  I think that whoever regulates gas stations in the state should do something about this silliness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was day six of a eight day stretch at work.  It's not horrid, but eight days in a row (mostly second shift type hours is poopy.  I'm looking forward to Thursday when Ben and I are both off.  I have a doctor appointment in the AM, and then we have the rest of the day to do whatever floats our boat.  That will probably be some adventure involving the GPS, back roads (if the snow is not too deep) and an exploring spirit.  With Ben's imagination, we always find fun and unusual things to do as you have seen in various previous posts on his blog and here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thoroughly aggravated with two temp agencies where I am registered.  Both of these agencies called me back in early December with some "hot" assignments.  I have called both of them back on multiple occassions only to receive no further response.  How professional is that?  These agencies are supposed to be looking out for the employer AND the employee/contractor.  What kind of an example of responsible business behavior are they portraying by not at least returning phone calls? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next rant of the week is television commercials.  Those are the things around which the networks interject brief segments of mediocre programming.  I think it is getting to the point where the commercial breaks are actually longer than the program segments that they separate.  I think it's outrageous to pay the cost of cable television and still be plagued with ads for everything from credit counselors to condoms and beyond.  Thank God for the DVR box -- we can record shows and fast forward through the commercial interruptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since it is now Tuesday morning == early-- I suppose I should end this rant and get myself ready for some sleepy time.  Hang in there and hug someone special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8091510498076746266?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8091510498076746266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8091510498076746266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8091510498076746266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8091510498076746266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-weeks-rant-in-review.html' title='This Week&apos;s Rant in Review'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SWwfpvzDA6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/HMbeFt1dmg8/s72-c/Picture+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-2031312612558057433</id><published>2009-01-05T21:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:42:19.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Am in 2009</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't fall off the planet at the coming of the new year.  I've been fighting a cold, working, doing the church thing, and so on, and I've not been in a blogging space.  There's not a lot going on in life at this moment.  I did renew the church contract for 3 more months though after yesterday's gathering, I don't think it was such a wise idea.  People somehow haven't learned the art or concept of respect.  People snap at and belittle one another, often without thinking about how their message is received.  We had a furnace problem and I had the building person call the repairman.  It turned to be a thermostat problem which, according to the "monday morning quarterbacks" could have been fixed in house.  However, a call was appropriate.  Come Sunday, one of the board members mouthed off saying, "You should have checked the thermostat first".  We nearly lost the person who was being addressed.  I told him it was real easy to criticize the day after, but in the moment we took the appropriate action.  People haven't learned the art of expressing opinion without belittling other people.  That, if nothing else, is my challenge over the next three months.  I am calling people on their inappropriate behaviors and let the chips fall where they may.  I am using the manta, "JUST BE NICE."  We will never all agree on every matter before us, but we can disagree without being disagreeable.  We need to recognize that it isn't a me vs. you, but a "What's best for the life of the church?" mentality that is needed.  Breaking this systemic mess might break me, but it will be worth the effort if there is success.  I am off work today and tomorrow and taking it a bit easy trying to get over the cold.  I am just about well, but still tired and a bit coughy.  Perhaps another day of laying around.  Anyway, that's what's happening here in this suburb of Hell.  Hug someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-2031312612558057433?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/2031312612558057433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=2031312612558057433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2031312612558057433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2031312612558057433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-i-am-in-2009.html' title='Here I Am in 2009'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-2663234456907020715</id><published>2008-12-23T20:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:31:14.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From Our House (and Ralphie's) to Your House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SVGPatWO1iI/AAAAAAAAAb0/dkYVpaRRibs/s1600-h/ralphieshouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283161526894515746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SVGPatWO1iI/AAAAAAAAAb0/dkYVpaRRibs/s400/ralphieshouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In hunting for a great Christmas greeting picture, I came across this photo of the actual "A Christmas Story" house.  I thought -- Other than Santa or the Nativity, is there another icon that better typifies the holiday with all its magic and wonder all amid the backdrop of everyday life?  From tempermental furnaces, neighborhood thugs and dogs to leg lamps and "themes", Christmas and its wonder breaks through and somehow makes everything wonderful.   I can't think of a better way to express my wishes for you and yours to have a magical Christmas with your own special Red Ryder BB gun or whatever other dream is foremost in your heart this season.  May God bless each of you this Christmas and in the coming new year.  I wish you a Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Joyous Kwanza, Happy Solstice, or whatever labels you place on the season.  Peace, love, blessings, and hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-2663234456907020715?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/2663234456907020715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=2663234456907020715&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2663234456907020715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2663234456907020715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-our-house-and-ralphies-to-your.html' title='From Our House (and Ralphie&apos;s) to Your House'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SVGPatWO1iI/AAAAAAAAAb0/dkYVpaRRibs/s72-c/ralphieshouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7667552147066013192</id><published>2008-12-23T19:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:11:26.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Was This Intentional or Just Providential?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SVF9SJXlTKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6bJTDRYaHIw/s1600-h/dumpwarren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283141588588252322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SVF9SJXlTKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6bJTDRYaHIw/s400/dumpwarren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you know from my previous post, while I am not a great fan of Rick Warren, I am not going to beat up on him or on Mr Obama for Warren's inclusion in the Inauguration.  However, I ran across this ad for a new site dedicated to getting rid of Warren.  Look carefully at the web address -- &lt;a href="http://www.dumprickwarren.com/"&gt;www.dumprickwarren.com&lt;/a&gt;, and look at the possibilities.  Is it simply his name or is there another meaning?  Perhaps DumPrickwarren.com?  Whichever way it was meant, either way fits.   I just about howled with laughter over this thing.  Guess it doesn't take much to give me a chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7667552147066013192?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7667552147066013192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7667552147066013192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7667552147066013192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7667552147066013192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/12/was-this-intentional-or-just.html' title='Was This Intentional or Just Providential?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SVF9SJXlTKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6bJTDRYaHIw/s72-c/dumpwarren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-9119828949195118434</id><published>2008-12-22T00:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:30:30.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night Soundoff</title><content type='html'>As you can tell from the time of this post, it is actually now Monday morning, but I'm still going from Sunday, so this is my Sunday sound off before my Sunday snooze off and my lazy Monday morning (I hope).   First of all, the weather has been poopy (I would have said Sh**ty, but decorum dictates delicacy).  We got the big snow storm of Friday and I had to go to work Friday afternoon.  The roads were kind of bad, but the worst thing was being stuck in my own parking lot.  It took Ben and me about 20 minutes to rock, dig, push, pray, and finally maneuver the car out of the foot of snow in which it sat.  I fought like that and drove on bad roads expecting the store to be a ghost town -- boy, was I wrong!  The place was a fornicating ZOO!  You would think it was the end of the world the way folks were buying up the place (and of course returning stuff almost as fast as they bought it -- see next paragraph).  Saturday's store business was a repeat and more of the madhouse Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK -- the story about sales and returns.   What is it that makes people buy a zillion items and then -- before Christmas even comes around -- bring the stuff back with lame excuses like, "I changed my mind" (People don't plan their gift giving?) or, "My mother and I bought the same thing for my daughter (Don't grandparents and parents coordinate gift giving anymore?) or "He didn't like it (How did "he" get to see his Christmas present on the 20th of December?).?  I am quickly coming to the conclusion that we live in a very self centered selfish commercially oriented world and I don't much like it.  Christmas for me surely involves giving gifts to those I love as it should, but I hope for the most part that I exercise reason, thought, and some effort in what I purchase to give.   After a huge of dose of "service desk-itis", I am beginning to think that people don't give any thought to their gift giving until they walk into the store and see something on the shelf -- then they buy it, take it home and think about it, and often return it.  How stupid is that?  On top of that, based on the past couple of days, I think one of the most popular (and crass) Christmas gifts is a bunch of lottery tickets.  A few as stocking stuffers is fine, but these folks are buying as much as $100 worth of tickets -- that would stuff a lot of sox, eh?  Maybe they should just give their gift-ees a note that says, "A donation to the state education fund has been made in your name."  I like to think that when I give a gift, the recipient will be able to enjoy it for longer than the moment it takes to scratch those losing tickets.  Maybe I'm old fashioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough ranting about that.  Now on to today.  Church went well, although getting there was a bit dicey.  The road were again attacked by the snow monster and his friend the big wind.  I watched a car literally blow off the freeway into the median.  Then there were the two tow trucks pulling people out, and my own slip sliding.  Had a lot to be thankful for when I got to church.  Before leaving for church, the phone rang and it was work wanting to know how soon I could come in (I was due in at 5PM).  I told them I'd be there at 3 and I was.  The woman who came in to work from 6 -10 griped all evening about how bad she felt (as per usual), and whined until the management let her go home early.  The other person who was supposed to work the desk with me for most of the evening was put outside to push carts (Sure glad they didn't try to get me out there -- too cold and too old).  The net result was that I busted my butt, put in 8 hours (God forbid we should have OT), and ended up leaving a couple of carts of merchandise unsorted -- too bad.   I am off tomorrow (HOORAY), but it's back to the grind on Tuesday before being off on Christmas Eve and Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came tonight's drive home.  The roads were fair to poor condition again.  However, I was on a main road where the limit is 50.  I was happily moving along about 40-45, being sure to leave adequate room around me for slips or stops.   Then I encountered them -- the folks who think they need to be in the left lane going 25 to 30.  If they wanted to go 25-30, the right lane was just about as good a choice as the left, but no -- they felt they have the right to set the slow pace for everyone, because after all, it's all about them.  I finally got home, took out the trash, and am now settled in with a root beer and chips and unwinding before hitting the sack.  Thanks for letting me vent -- hug someone and wish them well today.  God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-9119828949195118434?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/9119828949195118434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=9119828949195118434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/9119828949195118434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/9119828949195118434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunday-night-soundoff.html' title='Sunday Night Soundoff'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7023930238076319964</id><published>2008-12-19T05:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:19:03.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Ado for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUuDH9E95_I/AAAAAAAAAbk/tiwXby7STEY/s1600-h/warren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281459160699758578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUuDH9E95_I/AAAAAAAAAbk/tiwXby7STEY/s400/warren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The spoiled brats are at it again! I am talking about the ongoing vitriolic blogging and more regarding President Elect Obama's selection of Rev. Rick Warren to give the Inaugural Invocation. Now, don't get me wrong. I do not like Rick Warren or his views, and I think that his behavior and attitudes have done a lot of damage in the GLBT community. He surely would not be my choice. However, he is a recognized and successful religious leader of our day, and while there might have been choices that might have been more accepted by a lot of folks, he certainly has the credentials to "qualify" him for this honor. To exclude him because of his views would be inappropriate, just as would be the selection of someone else because he or she is pro-gay. It must also be noted that Rev. Joseph Lowrey (an avid civil rights activist and supporter of the GLBT community) is offering the benediction. I don't hear the religious right screaming about that choice. I sometimes wonder who the bigots are here. I think that Mr Obama has bigger issues that should be consuming his time. energy, and economy than this flap over who is invited to pray. Good grief. Can anyone tell me who offered the invocation at GW Bush's inauguration? How about at Bill Clinton's? Who cares? We are inaugurating Rick Warren nor does his inclusion mean that Obama agrees with his views. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several years ago, I was invited to offer the invocation for a session of the Illinois General Assembly. This invitation was the result of some behind the scenes work by a gay staff member of a gay assemblyman, and I was honored and pleased by the honor. However, I didn't use the situation to offer any comment regarding my political or social views, and I suspect that Rick Warren will be a professional and will offer a prayer. I think it says a lot that he, knowing that Obama is publicly supportive of GLBT folks, is accepting the invitation. It's called "crossing the aisle." Obama has reiterated his support for GLBT issues, so let's drop it, move on, and offer our new president our support and prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7023930238076319964?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7023930238076319964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7023930238076319964&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7023930238076319964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7023930238076319964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/12/too-much-ado-for-me.html' title='Too Much Ado for Me'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUuDH9E95_I/AAAAAAAAAbk/tiwXby7STEY/s72-c/warren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8481971819834061034</id><published>2008-12-16T20:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:38:19.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A "LULU" of a Mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUhU_OH4vaI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hbAGGRvLTnQ/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280564008191573410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUhU_OH4vaI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hbAGGRvLTnQ/s400/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Ben and I were fortunate enough to have a day off together. Once we got up and moving, we headed out to visit with one of my church musicians to run through some stuff for Christmas Eve. After a few minutes of review, we moved on to a delightful conversation and then we were off to lunch at a local restaurant where we each had our own pizza (they were small, but they were among the best I've had in a very long time). After lunch, Ben and I stopped at the church to do some copying and the rest of the day was ours. He is posting some pictures from along our journey, but I've got a couple of mine posted here. Our journey took us to another unusual mall (Last week, the mall was eerily empty). This one has very few merchants in it, but has become almost a museum of assorted and odd memorabilia as you can see from the pictures. The statue of Little Lulu (remember her from the comics?) brought out the pervert in Ben and I had to get the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple more to let you see the odd stuff -- the heli-boat was really odd, but the sign said it is the only one in existence. It struck me as a bit "James Bond-ish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUhWgfwUdbI/AAAAAAAAAbc/SvPirKGdjFY/s1600-h/Picture+012a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280565679371875762" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUhWgfwUdbI/AAAAAAAAAbc/SvPirKGdjFY/s400/Picture+012a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUhVhED2VgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NXrHIsD6sWs/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280564589605836290" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUhVhED2VgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NXrHIsD6sWs/s400/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8481971819834061034?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8481971819834061034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8481971819834061034&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8481971819834061034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8481971819834061034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/12/lulu-of-mall.html' title='A &quot;LULU&quot; of a Mall'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUhU_OH4vaI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hbAGGRvLTnQ/s72-c/Picture+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-1335398432337778880</id><published>2008-12-13T22:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:02:48.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope on the Horizon</title><content type='html'>Hope springs eternal on the job front.  I have been contacted by the temp agency I was with previously about a possible return to the previous client.  That option is now in play with no definite start date.  Then, on Wednesday, another temp agency contacted me after finding my resume on Career Builder to offer me a similar position with their client.  I went for testing and preliminary interview on Thursday and should hear something from them early in the week.  And on top of that, I am about to extend my church contract for another three months.  It all might make for an interesting holiday season.  Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-1335398432337778880?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/1335398432337778880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=1335398432337778880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1335398432337778880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1335398432337778880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/12/hope-on-horizon.html' title='Hope on the Horizon'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8581170161021536577</id><published>2008-12-13T21:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:59:48.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answer Revealed</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the folks who submitted guesses as to the subject of the picture in my previous post.  No one got the right answer -- don't know if that's the result of bad photography or unusual subject.  The picture is actually a straight on shot of the brand new Country Crock Spread.  I just love the smooth and perfect surface that is never the same once a knife touches it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8581170161021536577?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8581170161021536577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8581170161021536577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8581170161021536577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8581170161021536577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/12/answer-revealed.html' title='The Answer Revealed'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-3550888094019066881</id><published>2008-12-11T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:21:11.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUEvhiG12nI/AAAAAAAAAa8/bmp7wIACfcY/s1600-h/goo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUEvhiG12nI/AAAAAAAAAa8/bmp7wIACfcY/s400/goo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278552491392621170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture that I took of something in the house.  Who can tell me what it is?  I can't offer a prize, but the winner will get a big cyber-hug.  So -- post your guess and I will announce the winner (if there is one) and reveal the answer this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-3550888094019066881?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/3550888094019066881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=3550888094019066881&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3550888094019066881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3550888094019066881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/12/challenge.html' title='A Challenge'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SUEvhiG12nI/AAAAAAAAAa8/bmp7wIACfcY/s72-c/goo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5595362612942950039</id><published>2008-12-07T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:56:26.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Knew?</title><content type='html'>Well, today was the big day at church -- a vote on whether or not to close.  They voted by a 2-1 margin to not close.  I'm not sure that they all caught on that this means that they need to buckle down and get committed, but I guess it is a good sign.  The day for me was exhausting -- the emotional strain about did me in.  At least I didn't have to go from there to work today == hooray!  Now I wait for the higher ups in the denomination to help me determine what's next.  Might be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5595362612942950039?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5595362612942950039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5595362612942950039&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5595362612942950039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5595362612942950039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-knew.html' title='Who Knew?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6001274751055185519</id><published>2008-12-01T21:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:44:21.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't had much to say since Thanksgiving -- too much "stuff" going on I guess.  Thanksgiving with the family was great -- the only thing to have made it better would have been having Ben there instead of at work.  I managed to dodge the "work" bullet for both the holiday and Black Friday.  I was wise enough to not even think about going shopping at 4 or 5 AM, and waited until about 3 to get some groceries.  By then the stores were pretty dead -- thankfully.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday at church was weird with the specter of possible closure hanging over the congregation.  Of course, the rumor was rampant that I was intent on closing the church from the first day I got there.  That of course is patently false, but I guess they needed someone to blame.  I dispelled that rumor publicly.  If I had been so sure about closing the church last winter I would likely not have accepted the task and, if I had it would have been long since accomplished.  Two of my four board members have already jumped ship (pretty clear indication of the future of the church I think).  The whole thing becomes very exhausting, but next Sunday they will vote on my recommendation to close -- more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all of that, I got to drive home in our first yucky storm of the winter, slipping and sliding as I went.  Also went to work and got to drive home in it at near midnight.  All is safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the day off today and dug out the boxes of Christmas stuff -- put some out, but the tree will come out later in the week.  By next weekend, it should look like the Griswold house around here.  We have all Ben's stuff, all my stuff, and some stuff we got when Mother emptied out her house.  So what did we do tonight?  Went and bought just a few more decorations -- don't know where everything is going, but it will be both a challenge and a joy to see it all.  That's about all from this frozen winter wonderland -- hug someone and drive carefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6001274751055185519?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6001274751055185519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6001274751055185519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6001274751055185519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6001274751055185519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-random-thoughts.html' title='More Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8080415145755858960</id><published>2008-11-26T11:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:16:18.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SS12O_QTTyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5rBfejYi3mQ/s1600-h/turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SS12O_QTTyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5rBfejYi3mQ/s400/turkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273000738590773026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to everyone.  Take time to consider God's blessings in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8080415145755858960?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8080415145755858960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8080415145755858960&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8080415145755858960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8080415145755858960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SS12O_QTTyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5rBfejYi3mQ/s72-c/turkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8464274092433979712</id><published>2008-11-25T23:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:31:03.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>I got the results of my recent bloodwork today when my doctor called.  Much to my surprise my cholesterol, he said, was good.  And then he told me that the "bad" cholesterol was good and the "good" cholesterol was bad (too low).  He called in a prescription for something to bring it up.  He also reported that the kidneys are functioning normally.  I told him that they often function overtime -- water pills and coffee are a killer combo. LOL.   So, tomorrow I will go get the new pills and add them to the two or three others I am taking.  Gosh -- now I have to remember what to take when and to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND - today I took the dog to the groomer (She was a shaggy mess).   I anticipated a bill of $29 (a really good price at the local pet store), but then I got the phone call -- she was infested with fleas.  Seems I had let the flea preventative run out.  This is the first time in the eight years we've been together that fleas have appeared (shame on me).   SO -- add a flea bath, and then there's the flea treatment for the dog, the flea treatment for the cats, and the flea foggers for the house.   Instead of the $29 bill, it came to nearly five times that.  OUCH!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greedymaelstrom.wordpress.com/2008/11/25/heartbreaker/"&gt;Lemuel's post&lt;/a&gt; about pet's being victims of the economy became very real to me in that moment.  Between grooming, flea meds, cat butt drugs (for the frequently impacted puss), food (none of it cheap), vet bills, and the host of other expenses that go with pet ownership, is it any wonder that people end up giving up their pets when they can no longer afford them?   For most it is a heartbreaking experience and often adds one more dimension to the feeling of failure that comes with economic messes like the one in which this nation and the world find ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dealing with the dog grooming and getting the needed meds and such, I headed to work, stopping along the way to pick up the new meds -- of course they weren't ready in time for me to go to work, so it's another trip tomorrow.  Ben came home, packed up the animals, set off the flea bombs, and headed out with three animals for a while until it was safe to return home -- hopefully flea free.  Then he had some cleanup from the fumigation -- bless him, he's a wonderful soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way it goes on this 25th of November -- only one month til Christmas -- actually the countdown snowman says 29 days, 29 minutes and a few seconds.  Ready or not, here it comes.  Hug someone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8464274092433979712?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8464274092433979712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8464274092433979712&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8464274092433979712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8464274092433979712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4702547901127757300</id><published>2008-11-24T13:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:30:19.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Wonderful Life</title><content type='html'>Saturday night, Ben and I had the opportunity to go to the local community theatre for their production of "It's a Wonderful Life - the Musical."  The movie with Jimmy Stewart and Donna Reed is one of our favorites (after all, it's a Christmas movie, right?), and I wanted to see how it was adapted for a live musical.  It was very well done (It was LONG -- we were there over three hours), but well worth the time and the money.  The things that struck me were 1) the children -- they were so talented and having a great time, and 2) the entire cast seemed to really enjoy doing the show.  After all, aside from Mr. Potter, what's not to like?   Our little foray into local culture was a smashing success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4702547901127757300?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4702547901127757300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4702547901127757300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4702547901127757300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4702547901127757300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-wonderful-life.html' title='It&apos;s a Wonderful Life'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6300956338185495796</id><published>2008-11-24T13:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:27:02.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SSrxTvsyGMI/AAAAAAAAAas/TlC1nNRGiMo/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272291635314694338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SSrxTvsyGMI/AAAAAAAAAas/TlC1nNRGiMo/s400/halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You may recall that Ben and I went to the Halloween Party at church last month.  I finally got a picture of us from one of the church members, so I thought I'd share it with you.  In case you don't know, we went as the ECONOMY-BEFORE AND AFTER BUSH.  Ben, obviously, represents the relatively healthy economy of eight years ago (note the tux and the money in the breast pocket) and I am the economy of today -- the out of work, homeless bum.  We didn't win the costume contest, but we got great reviews and we had a great time doing it -- so it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6300956338185495796?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6300956338185495796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6300956338185495796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6300956338185495796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6300956338185495796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-revisited.html' title='Halloween Revisited'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SSrxTvsyGMI/AAAAAAAAAas/TlC1nNRGiMo/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6038781906010354556</id><published>2008-11-21T14:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:03:58.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Angst</title><content type='html'>Well, here we are on Friday afternoon, and I am struggling with trying to pull a sermon together for a congregation who will hear (immediately after worship) my recommendation to close the church.  That makes preaching a challenging upbeat sermon an awkward task at best.   The sermon plus the stress of the post service announcement is giving me fits.  I am also watching the work schedule for the week (It should be finalized by tomorrow afternoon).   At this point I am scheduled off on Thanksgiving and the day after (an amazing combination).  The Service Team Lead said more than a week ago that no one would be off on Friday (Maybe my name is"no one").  Of course, even if I am off those days, Ben will be working them (that sucks). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a potentially positive note, I had a call from the temp agency the other day asking if I would be interested in going back to client employer I was with until the end of March.  I said, "YES" of course.  The potential assignment is set to begin in mid-December.  I need to find out how much it's paying and how long it's expected to last.  I'm sure it'll pay more than I am making now, but the length of the contract is important.  I'd hate to take something for a month or two and then be unemployed again.  So I will need some more info on this before making a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I work through the day (Ben is off) and then we go to the Community Theatre to see "It's a Wondeful Life."  I just hope we can both stay awake through the performance -- it's terribly rude to snore at the theatre LOL.   It should be fun and kind of a change from the pace of life around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's the news from this suburb of Hell -- hug someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6038781906010354556?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6038781906010354556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6038781906010354556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6038781906010354556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6038781906010354556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend-angst.html' title='Weekend Angst'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-3832554294750076122</id><published>2008-11-18T00:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:44:20.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Night Musings</title><content type='html'>Well, here we are -- past another weekend and still standing.  Yesterday I recommend to the church board that we look at closing the church for several reasons, and they agreed that this was the best course of action.  Now, I have the pleasure of presenting the concept to the congregation and watching for reaction as they prepare for a meeting in a few weeks to vote on this issue.  Yesterday's service and meeting wiped me out, but like a good trooper I went to work last night.  Today, after a lengthy church related phone call, Ben and I headed out to a mall not too close and not too far and then I was off to work.  Tomorrow I have a doctor appointment to renew my BP meds and whatever other things he feels prudent -- after all this old bod isn't getting any younger.   It's been a week since I posted my resume on here, and as yet, I have not had any fabulous (or not so fabulous) job offers.  Rome wasn't built in a day I guess.  Next week it will be Thanksgiving already and I am carefully watching the schedule for work.  We were told that many would be working on Tgiving and ALL would be working on "Black Friday."  Yet, as I see the preliminary schedule, I am scheduled off both of those days.  That is still subject to change between now and Saturday, but I am going with the "less said the better" mindset.  Hopefully it won't change and we can do the family thing on Thursday and either shop or hang out on Friday.    I guess since it is rapidly approaching 1 AM, I ought to go crawl in the sack and snuggle against a warm, sleeping sweet Ben -- and then drift off to sleep.  Much to do in the next few days so I will need all my beauty sleep.  Hug someone special!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-3832554294750076122?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/3832554294750076122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=3832554294750076122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3832554294750076122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/3832554294750076122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/monday-night-musings.html' title='Monday Night Musings'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-4583678689453757323</id><published>2008-11-15T21:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:17:31.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Saturday Night</title><content type='html'>Well, here we are again on Saturday night.  Ben worked early today and I worked the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;midshift&lt;/span&gt; -- got off work at 530PM.  I came home to a home cooked dinner (yummy), and then sat down to do some work for tomorrow's church service.   I finished (a relative term) the sermon and then drafted a document evaluating the congregation where I have served as Interim Pastor.  In this document, I am recommending that the church decide that it is time to close the doors.  This will the major topic of the Board meeting (the one from last Sunday got postponed due to lack of attendance), so it will be a trying day.  After church and this lovely meeting, I have to go to work until 11PM or after.  Oh, goody!   Ben is off on Monday and I don't go to work until 4 or so, so we will have a few hours together -- a rarity in this day.  As November zooms by, we are beginning to see some Christmas lights here and there.  Of course, we've had Christmas lights on our patio since we moved in in April -- but I imagine we will add some more soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please just keep us both in your thoughts as we deal with church issues, job issues, and an uncertain future -- I guess it that uncertain future that is supposed to build faith.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, is there a sermon in there somewhere?   Anyway, hug someone special and stay warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-4583678689453757323?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/4583678689453757323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=4583678689453757323&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4583678689453757323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/4583678689453757323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-saturday-night.html' title='Another Saturday Night'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7118544492408251997</id><published>2008-11-10T13:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:50:02.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for Some Help Here</title><content type='html'>If you check out the bar of links on the left of this page, you will see a new section entitled "Nick's Resume."  I have put my current resume (with name, address, phone deleted for obvious reasons) online as part of my ongoing search for gainful employment and life direction.  Ben and I are willing to consider relocation to other areas of the US, and I can be available for a new position in a relatively short time.  If you are a potential employer, I would appreciate your consideration.  If you know of potential employers or would like to offer suggestions or improvements for my resume, I would love your assistance.   To some, this kind of "self - selling" might seem like a last ditch effort, but it is not that.  Rather, I was inspired to attempt this use of the internet as part of an ongoing and aggressive search for a new position.  Any assistance that you, my readers, can offer will be appreciated.  I will report on the results of this post at a later date.  Thanks, all, for your help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7118544492408251997?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7118544492408251997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7118544492408251997&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7118544492408251997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7118544492408251997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/looking-for-some-help-here.html' title='Looking for Some Help Here'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-8652921369393391079</id><published>2008-11-08T23:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:29:17.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night Rants</title><content type='html'>Well, here it is Saturday night and I am looking at a Sunday service for which I have no real enthusiasm.  The sermon prep I've done (or not done as the case may be) shows my lack of desire or drive to be there and minister to these folks.  We have reached the point of trying to decide whether or not this is a viable congregation with any potential for growth.  We shall see how that process goes.  The day will start with Bible Study at 930 (if anyone shows up for it), then service, then a Board meeting, a couple hours of "off"time, and then work for 6 hours and end up getting home about 1130 or midnight.  Welcome to my Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kind of day is piled on the crappy evening I had tonight.  I am less than thrilled with my current position.  I am getting so tired of demanding and ignorant consumers.   They want sale prices on items NOT included in the sale, they are all in a dreadful hurry, they want something for nothing, and they bitch when they don't get their way -- which usually leads to management caving in and kissing their asses.  Our question is not whether or not to bend over, but rather -- how far and for how long.  I could see a future in this kind of work if the pay were better.  I am just above minimum wage, which is far too little to put with the bullshit that comes my way in a day.  Besides the customers, the pace of work is often nuts.  I have to call and get permission to take the breaks and lunch periods that are mine under the laws and the contract, and am often made to feel guilty for asking.  All too often I end up at the desk alone while co-workers are either pulled to other tasks (because they won't hire the help needed to do the jobs) or are goofing off doing nothing somewhere else in the store.  I don't claim to be perfect -- I like some down time and fun time on the job as well, but still the job and the customers come first.  It pisses me off when co-workers are standing around chatting and laughing and generally screwing off when there are customers to be dealt with.  Am I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you can tell from the tone of this post, I am not a very positive frame of mind at the moment.  I will go to church tomorrow and be wonderful and I will go to work and deal with more of the same.  The sun will come up and I will live the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was talking with a co-worker about his future plans, I came to the realization that the only things holding me in Michigan (the unemployment capital of the nation) are my family and my partner (and he's as ready to move as I am).   I am facing additional loss of income at years end and beyond as the church gig ends and unemployment runs out.  That will leave me with this lovely part time job that will in no possible way cover the expenses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frustration level for us is almost insurmountable.  I thank God for Ben and his patience with me as I rant and rave and as we look at an uncertain future -- where will we be?  How will we live?  Is there a future in the church?   Am I destined to minimum wage level jobs with crabby customers?   In the words of Doris Day, What will be will be.  Stay tuned for updates as they become available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-8652921369393391079?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/8652921369393391079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=8652921369393391079&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8652921369393391079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/8652921369393391079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday-night-rants.html' title='Saturday Night Rants'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-628538553133488963</id><published>2008-11-05T10:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:56:04.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A New Day</title><content type='html'>This post will be a collection of rambling thoughts about the election and the future.  Yesterday was an amazing day for the US and for the world.  Not only did we elect the first African American President, but there have been some major changes as a result of yesterday's elections.  For the first time since 1952 there will be no one named Bush or Dole in national elected office.  The excitement in the air last night when the election was called was incredible.  Less than 50 years after the birth of the civil rights movement, we elected a person of color to the highest office in the nation and to what many see as the most powerful position in the world.  I was sitting here wondering this morning about the future; I wondered whether in another 20 or 30 years this country will elect an openly gay or lesbian president.  We skirted the possible election of a woman as president (before the conventions) and a woman as vice president (following the convention).    The election is over -- Where do we go from here?  I was impressed by the acceptance speech of President elect Obama and by the concession speech of Senator McCain.  I thought as I listened to McCain, "If he had spoken like this during the campaign, this race might have gone differently."   Obama supporters -- we need to be good and gracious winners and not crow about the outcome.  McCain supporters -- you need to be good and gracious losers and not boo the results or strive to impede the work that MUST be done over the next four years.  The economy is in the toilet; the wars in the Middle East drag on; the image of the presidency and congress is badly tarnished; the overall image of the US is in a shambles around the globe.  The only way if we can change the course is to work together and put the country first -- ahead of personal agendas, personal hurts or wrongs.   We are the &lt;strong&gt;United&lt;/strong&gt; States, not a bunch of separate groups identified by red or blue, old or young, rich or poor, black or white, gay or straight.  Let us all work together from this day forward to bring this nation and this people into the new future that awaits us.  And that, my friends, is the way it is this 5th of November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-628538553133488963?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/628538553133488963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=628538553133488963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/628538553133488963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/628538553133488963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-new-day.html' title='It&apos;s A New Day'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-1359261251394516090</id><published>2008-11-04T09:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:40:52.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You??</title><content type='html'>Ben and I went and voted this morning.  It only took a few minutes and was painless.  If you haven't done it yet, get busy -- it is a right and a responsibility, and with the way things are in this country right now it is ESSENTIAL!!  GO VOTE. (unless you are a Republican!  --  LOL)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SRBeWaqWcEI/AAAAAAAAAak/dETPSbdR_oE/s1600-h/I+Voted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264811703603195970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SRBeWaqWcEI/AAAAAAAAAak/dETPSbdR_oE/s400/I+Voted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-1359261251394516090?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/1359261251394516090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=1359261251394516090&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1359261251394516090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/1359261251394516090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-you.html' title='Did You??'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SRBeWaqWcEI/AAAAAAAAAak/dETPSbdR_oE/s72-c/I+Voted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5159044281430867713</id><published>2008-11-03T19:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:19:43.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SQ-VDrFxi7I/AAAAAAAAAac/6QoWkj6y5sg/s1600-h/ballot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264590379758488498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SQ-VDrFxi7I/AAAAAAAAAac/6QoWkj6y5sg/s320/ballot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is Election Day and EVERY American of voting age and legal standing needs to be out supporting his or her choice for the numerous races across the country. In addition to the Presidential race, there are Senate and House races, local races, numerous ballot initiatives and more. Some of the proposals have merit, others are just plain wrong! I am not afraid, ashamed, or embarrassed to tell you that my choice for President is Barack Obama. For those in Michigan, I am voting YES on Propositions One and Two (Medical marijuana and stem cell research). If I lived in California, I would vote NO on Proposition Eight and if I lived in Florida, it would be a NO vote on 2! I will be so glad when the political season is OVER -- I am sick of all the commercials and especially of the negativity. I wish candidates would state THEIR positions and stand on that rather than slogging mud on their opponent. Everyone who is running for office from Obama and McCain to the guy running for Drain Commissioner or School Board is putting him or her self out there to serve their communities or the nation. Regardless of your position, take the time to exercise your right (and your responsibility) as a citizen of this nation -- VOTE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5159044281430867713?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5159044281430867713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5159044281430867713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5159044281430867713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5159044281430867713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title='VOTE!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SQ-VDrFxi7I/AAAAAAAAAac/6QoWkj6y5sg/s72-c/ballot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5094381071344488199</id><published>2008-10-29T11:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:07:17.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's That Time of the Month Again</title><content type='html'>Now, don't get all excited.   I may not be addressing what you think!   We are in the last few days of the month, and it's time to cough up the bucks for the rent (See?  It's not so nasty after all).  This is the week where Ben and I scramble to shuffle money from one account to another, to think about eating out less, cutting other items of the budget, and so on, just to pull the rent together before the first of the month.  Somehow, we always manage to find just enough.  This month had some extra expenses (my traffic ticket, Ben's church convention, etc), so it's a bit tighter than usual, but with a little creative budgeting, we'll get by.  Someday, we will both have incomes that will allow us to not have to sweat every first of the month and also to have some extra disposable income.   Please understand -- I am not really complaining.  God has continued to see us through, and I know that that isn't going to change.  I also know that God has a plan for us, and we need to persevere and await a great future.  It would be wonderful to see what lies beyond the next few months, but that's not the way things work.  Things will be revealed as they come -- we may be here struggling through each month, we may be here with better incomes, we may find opportunities in other parts of the country, who knows?  God knows, so if we stay faithful and remember that we won't be dropped along the roadside of life, we will get through and walk into a brighter and better future.   Can you all just take a moment and say a prayer or whatever your faith journey leads you to do?    We appreciate it -- thanks.  Hug someone today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5094381071344488199?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5094381071344488199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5094381071344488199&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5094381071344488199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5094381071344488199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-that-time-of-month-again.html' title='It&apos;s That Time of the Month Again'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7434665844914521601</id><published>2008-10-25T20:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:14:14.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And So the Season Comes</title><content type='html'>Here we are exactly two months until Christmas.  In honor of the date, I bought the first Christmas present of the season.   Ben was at his church convention and the mall was right across the parking lot from the hotel, so.......  Like any good card carrying friend of Dorothy, I shopped!  I also spent part of the day with Mother.  She is living with my sister and brother in law, and that kind of arrangement sometimes causes tensions and upsets.  Today was no exception -- in the twenty years or so that they have been married, I don't think I've ever seen the BIL upset with his Mother in Law.  Today he just needed to vent, so besides occupying Mom for a while, I was also a listening and sympathetic ear.  Mom is not a horribly controlling or demanding person, though I think she likes to be in control.  Now that she's not out in the world or managing her own home, the little things become oh so important.  I took a moment to remind Mom of the years when Grandma lived with them and how difficult that sometimes was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we were at the church convention banquet and had a great conversation with the rector from a large wealthy church.  We discussed ministry, the sexuality issue, and had a great evening.  It's nice to be included in things.  The hotel room was nice (and there were NO animals taking up space in that huge kingsize bed.).  Now we're home again and it's time to get ready to do church in the morning.   After church, I have a budget workshop with the Board (YUCK) and then go to work for the evening.  At least I am off on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's been a while since I posted -- guess I hit a dry spell.  I've been dealing with some level of depression, but nothing lethal.  These seasons come, we deal with them, and move on with life.  No time to slow down and deal with the underlying issues.  Life goes on.  So that's what new in this end of town -- how about you?  Hug someone -- and remember -- only two more shopping months until Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7434665844914521601?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7434665844914521601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7434665844914521601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7434665844914521601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7434665844914521601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-so-season-comes.html' title='And So the Season Comes'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6893424288840416608</id><published>2008-10-09T09:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:55:30.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8000</title><content type='html'>I just noticed when I logged into my blog that my counter is currently at exactly 8000 -- thank you all for reading even when I am lazy about posting.  It's been an interesting experience to ramble through thoughts, events, feelings, and problems.   Thanks to all for your support and patience.  Now we move toward 9000!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6893424288840416608?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6893424288840416608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6893424288840416608&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6893424288840416608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6893424288840416608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/10/8000.html' title='8000'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-943903095368450599</id><published>2008-09-30T00:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:00:55.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>I must be on a roll this late night (or early morning) -- imagine -- two posts in a row!  Anyway this one has been brewing for some time.  For the past three months I have been working a job at the Service Desk of a regionally based retailer (not the BIG W, but similar and smaller) and in these three months I have begun to lose my faith in the inherent good and compassion of a vast majority of people.  I am finding that over the past few years, people are becoming more self centered, rude, and downright greedy.  Now I must say that there are a lot of nice people in the world and some of them even cross my path at work frequently.  However, there are more who are 1) in a hurry, 2) on their cell phone when they are trying to conduct their business at my counter, 3) looking for every potential thing they can GET (awards for misscanned items, deeper discounts, faster service -- translated that means that we exist just to serve them and only them.  I also find that people don't read the ads or signs correctly and somehow feel that the store policies (or even the state laws) may be okay to apply to everyone else, but certainly THEY are the exception.  To any of you who are customers of this kind of retail establishment please remember a few things -- 1) many of us are working for minimum (or nearly minimum) wage, 2) we are doing the best we can, 3) it is not my fault that you made an error reading the signs or ads or that you "bought the wrong flavor cat food and need to return it (Yup -- they do, and we end up having to scrap any food related items that they bring back), 4) I don't set the store policies or legislate the laws about awards, coupons, returns, lotteries, liquor, or the host of other things you don't agree with.   Please don't take my refusal to meet your request (or demand) as a personal affront -- I will respond the same way to the next customer with the same issue.   And finally, remember this -- Screaming at me, swearing at me, or telling me what an idiot I am are not ways of encouraging me to find a way to accomodate your needs and wants.  And for God's sake, hang up the cell phone when you come to the counter!!!!   I had a customer tonight who "gassed" on her phone the entire time I was ringing up her huge grocery order and bagging her treasures.  She even continued to yak yak yak through the payment process and was still blabbing away as she left the store!   There was no opportunity to greet her, to make sure she was satisfied, or to tell her to have a nice day (or to go jump in the lake).   That is a perfect example of the ever rising rude quotient!   I know this post is rambling, but I could write pages about the stuff that these "guests" (they aren't guests, they are CUSTOMERS) pull.   And in conclusion, contrary to the old adage -- the customer is NOT ALWAYS right!  Sometimes they are just plain misinformed or perhaps just brain dead!   And that is my thinking on the subject.  Be nice to the cashiers and others who are there to help you have a great shopping experience!!  Remember it's not all about you and that the store will still be there whether you get your way or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-943903095368450599?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/943903095368450599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=943903095368450599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/943903095368450599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/943903095368450599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/09/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-2553425810824088906</id><published>2008-09-30T00:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:42:35.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bailout?</title><content type='html'>I have remained fairly quiet on the whole issue of the government push to spend three quarters of a trillion (how many zeroes is that?) dollars to rescue the economy.  Around the house, Ben is probably tired of my saying "Let the economy collapse if that is where we are headed.", but it is the way I feel.  It is also apparently the way that a LOT of citizens feel based on the information coming out of various congresspeople's staffs as to constituent input on this matter.  I was pleased to hear an interview with a LosAngeles based US Representative who made it clear that she listens to her constituents (Wouldn't it be nice if they all did that?) and out of 1500 calls and emails (admittedly a small number of her constituents), 2 were in favor of the bailout plan and the rest were opposed.  That kind of response has been reported from other districts as well which tells me that a vast majority of US voters are opposed to the plan set forth.  I heard one man say that it is better to let the economy fail now and have the current generation suffer the consequences than to burden our children and several generations with the enormous debt this would incur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I oppose the bailout for several reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1) No one bails me out when my finances run amok&lt;br /&gt;2) Why should the government buy the very risky loans and investments that the financial industry says were the very things that led to this crisis?  A bad debt or investment is bad whether it is made on Wall Street or Pennsylvania Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;3) Too many people have been raping the financial system for personal gain for years -- they need to be called to account for their possibly legal but surely unethical and greedy actions.&lt;br /&gt;4) All of these federal bailouts (this one, the proposed huge loans to the automakers, Freddie and Fannie, and others) set a dangerous precedent.   It is a precedent that can not be carried to the point of bailing out every industry or business that is in trouble, so why start here?&lt;br /&gt;5) Perhaps my biggest reservation is that this crisis is being brought forth by the Bush Administration -- a body of folks known for their collective forthrightness and absolute honesty.  If George Bush told me that the sky was blue, I would have to go look to see if it really was so.  From the stealing of the presidency in the 2000 election to the illegal invasion of Iraq to go after the "WMD" (Which of course never turned up), to everything else that has been a load of horseS**T (to use the word purportedly muttered in the debate by John McCain), we have been misinformed, misdirected, badly governed, and essentially screwed over.&lt;br /&gt;6) Actions have consequences -- SOME of us try to teach that lesson to our children (though it seems that more parents than ever before seem to not be teaching it to their "special" children).  If we (the people) bail out Wall Street, what kind of object lesson is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't pretend to understand global economic matters, and perhaps some kind of government intervention is needed.  However, I think it needs to a responsive action rather than a reactive jumping to a rapid conclusion -- a jump that could essentially bankrupt not only Wall Street and the business community, but the US Government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to wind down, I say again, "Let's be responsible and responsive -- make informed and well thought out plans and actions and listen to the electorate -- not just to get their vote, but because I for one still believe in "We the people".  And that, my friends is my take on this mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-2553425810824088906?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/2553425810824088906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=2553425810824088906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2553425810824088906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/2553425810824088906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/09/bailout.html' title='Bailout?'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-73630456162246186</id><published>2008-09-25T00:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:25:43.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Countdown Begins</title><content type='html'>Well, many of you who read this blog should have been expecting this post.  It is now exactly three months until --- wait for it --- here it comes --- don't scream yet -- Christmas!  By now the early birds are planning their decorating, shopping, and celebrating.  We are beginning to see signs of the Christmas crap (I mean "goods") in the stores (Trust me, there's plenty more on the way.).   I fear that this year as I work in retail, I will be Christmas'ed out long before December 25 comes along.  But Ben and I will have a wonderful time celebrating together -- it is without a doubt the favorite of the holidays.  Get ready -- it's coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-73630456162246186?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/73630456162246186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=73630456162246186&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/73630456162246186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/73630456162246186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/09/christmas-countdown-begins.html' title='Christmas Countdown Begins'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-5424941506807926984</id><published>2008-09-22T21:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:58:59.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Autumn All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SNhNFcOEm0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/YVLmjUtenzw/s1600-h/autumn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249030121570212674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SNhNFcOEm0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/YVLmjUtenzw/s320/autumn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy beginning of Autumn.  It won't be long before we get to see the colorful panorama of changing leaves and feel the crispness in the evening air.  Enjoy the season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-5424941506807926984?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/5424941506807926984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=5424941506807926984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5424941506807926984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/5424941506807926984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-autumn-all.html' title='Happy Autumn All'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SNhNFcOEm0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/YVLmjUtenzw/s72-c/autumn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-6313569669169694344</id><published>2008-09-13T00:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:42:51.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Got Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SMtCm6vDs6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/VNz7nDGo_3Y/s1600-h/police.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245359427372168098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SMtCm6vDs6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/VNz7nDGo_3Y/s320/police.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I guess it had to happen. Last night as I was heading home from work (near midnight), I exited the interstate and started the short northward drive toward home. The speed limit through this area (a main road no less) is 25MPH, which I find a bit slow. It is currently a construction area, but there was no construction going on at that hour. Anyway, I guess I was in a hurry. As I zipped along, I saw headlights come on in an adjacent parking lot and saw a police car. Of course I slowed down and went on my way. As I rounded the next corner, the flashing red and blues came on behind me. I turned into a residential street and pulled over, waiting to take my medicine. The police officer was very polite and kindly handed me a ticket, but only for 5 miles over the limit instead of the 15 or 16 over at which she clocked me. So now I have to come up with the bucks to feed the local coffers. I admit I was exceeding the speed limit and therefore violating the law -- but I also think that the speed limits in our community are set intentionally slow. Most folks I know are not always going to poke through town on major roadways at 25 MPH. Trouble is -- the police are lurking, always ready to present drivers with a local souvenir -- a traffic citation. The cost of my ticket will be nearly 150 bucks -- should be fun finding that kind of cash lying around. Ah well, if you speed, you bleed (in this case GREEN). So -- slow down and save money.   My new slogan is "Drive 25 -- arrive alive -- eventually!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-6313569669169694344?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/6313569669169694344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=6313569669169694344&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6313569669169694344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/6313569669169694344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/09/they-got-me.html' title='They Got Me'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvVL2Uq46M/SMtCm6vDs6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/VNz7nDGo_3Y/s72-c/police.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-9085293015150756586</id><published>2008-09-13T00:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:30:41.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounding Off</title><content type='html'>Well, here we go.  Hurricane Ike was poised to hit the Texas coast with nasty force, but its so called effects were already swirling around the gas station community hours before the storm had any major impact on the market.  I am not belittling the force, vengeance, or threat of Hurricane Ike -- sure am glad I'm not in that part of the country right now.  However, as I looked out from the store at the gas station in the parking lot, you'd have thought they were giving something away.  Then I headed for home -- the first other station I passed had jumped their price a dime this evening -- not unheard of I guess in these uncertain times.  I drove on toward home, gambling that I might still get a decent price for a fill up in preparation for the weekend.  When I got off the freeway, the signs were reading 3.91 (right where they were when I went speeding by -- another subject -- last night.  I pulled in and was pleasantly greeted by the pump price of 3.89.  I filled up and headed out.  The next two stations I passed had signs with prices of 4.59 and 4.49 respectively.  I heard rumors of some neighboring communities with gas in excess of 5 dollars per gallon.  Now -- they are going to attribute this huge jump in price to the Hurricane.  I grant you that the oil refineries will be lucky if they survive the storm.   BUT -- the gas that is in the tanks at the stations today is not impacted by storm damage that has not even occurred as yet!   I can only attribute the premature jump to two possible motives -- fear and greed.   Some stations may fear that they won't be able to get gas next week, so they are going to try to cover potential future losses.   Others, I believe, see the opportunity to gouge (Yes, I said it) the communities in which they function and hike the price for gas that they already have purchased for a lower price to new record prices.  My guess is that if the motive is gree, then we can see those stations hike their prices even higher next week because "our costs took a big jump."   I wish that I could convince my employer to pay me based on what my rent and utilities might be next month.  I will remember the stations that are holding the line on prices for the moment and will likely give them my future business.  No doubt by tomorrow or Monday at the latest even these stations will jump to new record prices, but they will do it based on what they are paying for new gas, not on what they paid for their gas on hand.   The whole issue of oil and gas prices is a major issue, and I pray that we can elect some leaders who have the guts (I would have said "balls" but that might be seen as sexist) to develop a comprehensive plan and to regulate pricing.  I know who I am voting for and it is NOT more of the same old song and dance -- and that not a very entertaining song and dance.   I do not approve of price gouging -- come on station owners, stop practicing economic voodoo and behave responsibly.  I guess I've said my piece.  What's your take on the situation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-9085293015150756586?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/9085293015150756586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=9085293015150756586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/9085293015150756586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/9085293015150756586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/09/sounding-off.html' title='Sounding Off'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-7856832166231743866</id><published>2008-09-08T08:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:34:15.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Coming!!</title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming!  We all know that on some level, but working in a retail establishment is making that reality hit home already.  I went to work the other day, and the area that up until the other day held garden ornaments is morphing into a Christmas wonderland -- just on the edge of my line of sight from the service desk there is an entire display of green garland.  I woas off yesterday, so God only knows what may have appeared and what I may face when I return this afternoon.  I love Christmas, but I fear that working so close to that section of the store may give me an overdose.  Hope not!   Hug someone today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28551297-7856832166231743866?l=nicks-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/feeds/7856832166231743866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28551297&amp;postID=7856832166231743866&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7856832166231743866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28551297/posts/default/7856832166231743866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicks-musings.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-coming.html' title='It&apos;s Coming!!'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05248144883873770896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28551297.post-2387251639657517916</id><published>2008-09-03T10:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:02:55.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Meme</title><content type='html'>via &lt;a href="http://stickycrows.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" closure_hashcode_="66"&gt;Torn&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://greedymaelstrom.wordpress.com/"&gt;Lemuel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bold all the items you have eaten.&lt;br /&gt;2) Cross out any items that you would never consider eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Venison – Not Impressed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Nettle tea&lt;br /&gt;3. Huevos rancheros&lt;br /&gt;4. Steak tartare&lt;br /&gt;5. Crocodile – No, but have had their cousin Alligator&lt;br /&gt;6. Black pudding&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Cheese fondue – I think so – it was cheese, so it had to be okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Carp – Again not impressed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Borscht –NYET!&lt;br /&gt;10. Baba ghanoush&lt;br /&gt;11. Calamari&lt;br /&gt;12. Pho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. PB&amp;amp;J sandwich – A mainstay of school lunches in my day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Aloo gobi&lt;br /&gt;15. Hot dog from a street cart -&lt;br /&gt;16. Epoisses&lt;br /&gt;17. Black truffle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Steamed pork buns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Pistachio ice cream – Yes -- once and only once – yuck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Heirloom tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Fresh wild berries - Yes! Strawberries! Raspberries!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Foie gras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Rice and beans - Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Brawn, or head cheese – no thanks&lt;br /&gt;26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper&lt;br /&gt;27. Dulce de leche&lt;br /&gt;28. Oysters – Just can’t bring myself to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Baklava - Yes, too sweet for my taste!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Bagna cauda&lt;br /&gt;31. Wasabi peas -.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl - Yes! Yes! Yes! - as long as it’s New England (cream) style. One of my fav’s – love it from Panera!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Salted lassi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Sauerkraut - YUCK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Root beer float - O my yes! But it has been so long! In a frosted glass mug at an A&amp;amp;W drive in. (Lemuel’s answer is so appropriate)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Cognac with a fat cigar&lt;br /&gt;37. Clotted cream tea -.&lt;br /&gt;38. Vodka jelly/Jell-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Gumbo - Yes, but I’ll pass. Usually too spicy for my palette.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Oxtail - Yes. By mistake.&lt;br /&gt;41. Curried goat&lt;br /&gt;42. Whole insects - Not intentionally. (I’m keeping Torn’s answer here, because it is *so* right!)43. Phaal&lt;br /&gt;44. Goat’s milk -.&lt;br /&gt;45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more&lt;br /&gt;46. Fugu&lt;br /&gt;47. Chicken tikka masala&lt;br /&gt;48. Eel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut - Yes, hot from the oven –otherwise they get kind of gross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Sea urchin&lt;br /&gt;51. Prickly pear&lt;br /&gt;52. Umeboshi&lt;br /&gt;53. Abalone&lt;br /&gt;54. Paneer&lt;br /&gt;55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal – No – too much “stuff” on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. Spaetzle - Yes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. Dirty gin martini – taught me I do not like gin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Beer above 8% ABV&lt;br /&gt;59. Poutine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60. Carob chips - Yes - not as good as chocolate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. S’mores - Yes.- not as excited by them as most folks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Sweetbreads&lt;br /&gt;63. Kaolin&lt;br /&gt;64. Currywurst&lt;br /&gt;65. Durian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;66. Frogs’ legs – yes, quite tasty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake - Yes (funnel cake). A fair/carnival staple.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Haggis – Not in this life -- Even though it is from my ethnic history, it’s beyond my comprehension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. Fried plantain - Yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Chitterlings, or andouillette&lt;br /&gt;71. Gazpacho&lt;br /&gt;72. Caviar and blini&lt;br /&gt;73. Louche absinthe&lt;br /&gt;74. Gjetost, or brunost&lt;br /&gt;75. Roadkill -&lt;br /&gt;76. Baijiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. Hostess Fruit Pie - Yes,.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Snail&lt;br /&gt;79. Lapsang souchong&lt;br /&gt;80. Bellini&lt;br /&gt;81. Tom yum&lt;br /&gt;82. Eggs Benedict – Can’t stand Hollandaise.&lt;br /&gt;83. Pocky&lt;br /&gt;84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant&lt;br /&gt;85. Kobe beef&lt;br /&gt;86. Hare&lt;br /&gt;87. Goulash -.&lt;br /&gt;88. Flowers – Not that I know of&lt;br /&gt;89. Horse - HORSE – no; LIKE a horse – all the time&lt;br /&gt;90. Criollo chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. Spam - Yes, when times were tough, it was a budget stretcher. A camping and trailer park staple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Soft shell crab&lt;br /&gt;93. Rose harissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;94. Catfish – a true bottom feeder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Mole poblano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;96. Bagel and lox – Bagel yes; lox -- yuck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Lobster Thermidor -.&lt;br /&gt;98. Polenta&lt;br /&gt;99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee&lt;br /&gt;100. Snake -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special bonus for Sociètè members:&lt;br /&gt;101. Picked red beets and eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am too picky an eater for this list -- a lot of this stuff I've not only not eaten, but also have not ever heard of. Ah, guess I have a lot to learn. 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