Tomorrow!!!

I'm playing bass for Ann Lynn. It's gonna be a great show. Lots of art from some of my blog peeps. Come on out. Five bucks...you can't beat that with a stick. (That's in my top 3 of favorite expressions)

Fast from your car....please!!!!

So Alyssa and I are leaving in two weeks to go to Kyrgyzstan to bring home our little girl Sofia. The flights there and back are ridiculous (20 hours in the air, both ways). I know that much time in an airplane is terrible for the environment so I'd like you all to contribute to our trip in a way that you might not of thought about. If you could fast from taking your car to work for a day or two while we are gone it would be awesome. It would intentionally make you think about us as your walking or sweating on a bike to work or waiting at a bus stop or crammed into a carpool...but it would also help us offset the pollution we are putting into the air because of our trip.
I'm up to about 60 different people a day that come by Rev Rock to hang out for a couple minutes. How cool would it be if we could get 60 comments and people willing to do this. Let's make the goal 50. That means 50 individuals or 10 people that will go without their car for 5 days. Hopefully this will be a cool way for you to contribute to our trip. It would also let you tell your co-workers about adoption and ways that we can help the environment. I've never used the blog world to ban together for a good purpose so hopefully this isn't a bust!
If you'd like to donate some money for the orphanage you can send money to Dan Lance at 19900 Grove Community Dr. Riverside, CA 92508. (that's my work address so you can't come stalk my house!) We really want to purchase diapers and formula once we get over there for the orphanage. This is something that they have a great need for. Just write orphanage in the memo line of the check so I don't think it's for me and spend it on Lotto tickets :)
Comment if you're going to fast from your car!!!!

Life Group and the fall

So last night at life group we talked through the chapter in Sex God about mutual submission in relationships with reverence to Christ. Lots of great discussion. This morning I sit down to listen to the third teaching of Narrative Theology on the Mars Hill site. They were talking about the fall in Genesis 3 and I thought they made a brilliant point. As men and women in our fallen state we look to what we were created from to give us worth as opposed to our creator. Men were created from the dust which we are consigned to work at with the sweat of our brow. Our default many times is to find our worth in what we do (our work, the dust). We can be driven by busyness, struggle with self sufficiency and withdrawal. Women stop becoming a gift from God and turn into objects to acquire. Women were created from man and many times default into finding worth and meaning in relationships (men, children, friends). Women default into a desire to be pursued and noticed. No wonder we have such a hard time submitting to each other. We have this internal flaw that was redeemed in Christ and needs to be fought for daily to reclaim our worth that is found in our relationship with Christ.
One other great point was brought up. Satan's biggest points of attack in this world are on marriages and the church because they are both supposed to be a picture of who God is. The world should be able to look at the covenant of marriage and the unity and love in the church and get a better understanding of who God is. So if Satan can screw up those two institutions he can let us push people away from Christ in the way we live and move in the world. We end up doing his dirty work...Scary concept!

Stay off my blog kiddies!!!

This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:
* poop (4x)
* pissed (2x)
* steal (1x)
How awesome is that???!!!!!
Ian showed me this site. It will tell you what your blog is rated.

Noisetrade is going to change some things my friends!

So Derek Webb pretty much came up with a genius idea to give your music away for free and increase your fan base and sales, without getting bamboozled by the big wigs. Go to Noisetrade and listen to the idea...it's awesome. If you're a musician you should really think about this.

I'm not good at asking for help

Hey blog world...I really hate asking for help but Alyssa and I leave to pick up Sofia in two weeks and we have run to the end of our money train. We refinanced our house to pull this thing off and after sitting down to go over this last trip with the people at Nightlight we found that it is going to cost us a lot more than we have. We are planning a big ol' garage sale but I think that will have to wait till we get back. So be collecting your junk for us in the mean time.
You never know who's reading this thing so if someone out there is layin' on a couple mill...feel free to kick me down some. And again, if someone is looking for a 1997 Dodge Ram then I'm your man. I'll make you a deal you can't refuse. And while I'm at it, we are selling the house that we've been renting on Palm Ave. 3 bed 2 bath, 1900 sq. ft. (with a back yard that never ends). All of these things...if sold...would help a ton right now so if you know someone or if you are that someone, let me know. Thanks for takin' a couple minutes for a lame sales pitch.

A little at a time

I just read this: Exodus 23:30 I will drive them out a little at a time until your population has increased enough to take possession of the land.
Why is it that God's timing usually comes a little at a time? The background to this passage is Moses leading the Israelites to the promised land and in the process they have to conquer a bunch of people, (verse 29) But I will not drive them out in a single year, because the land would become desolate and the wild animals would multiply and threaten you.
Isn't it hilarious that we try to rush God and push our own agenda when he's got our backs even when it comes to making sure we aren't eaten by animals. He let's things happen a little at a time because he knows what's best for us. Anyone else need to hear that this morning?

This is how my grandpa rolls

He's the dude at the very end by the car. He said this was taken when he was like 19, right before he went into the Navy to fight in World War II. This was his posse that he rolled with. He had an Indian bike that he said he could take to 110 mph! Check out the front tires on those bikes. He gave me this picture because he thought of me (probably the Vespa) when he was going through a bunch of old photos. I can't imagine what my grandpa was like back then but I really love this picture. Why was everything cooler back then?

Get yo tickets now!

My buddy Rob's comin' to town in November...check it out.

Week 2: Sabbath

I figured it might be cool to unpack my Sabbath for y'all every week as a way of accountability to make sure my life stays in balance. It's something that I really value so this will become a little tradition here on RevRock until I get sick of it (so expect at least one more post about this) Here's how it went down:
Cell phone stayed off...Turned it on this morning...three messages...nothing important...the world continued to spin on it's axis.
Didn't blog, although I looked at a few.
Woke up to the sound of my dog going crazy at 7am...wife forgot to inform me that her dad was coming over to help me set my sink in the bathroom. So I started my Sabbath with work...awesome! Or should I say Bob was working and I was running back and forth to Home Depot 3 times on my Vespa. BTW...you get some awesome looks when you roll into Home Depot on a mint green Vespa with basketball shorts on.
Met up with the Dunlaps and Jen O'farrell for our new ritual at the farmers market in downtown Riverside. Ended up at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf for some joe and great conversation. Most of it hinging on talk about the new episode of Man vs. Wild on Discovery Channel...awesome!
Went home...played with Zeke...took him to my grandpa's...helped my brother move his 900 lbs. TV...put Zeke down for nap...picked up Adam's bass and started to learn a bunch of Ann Lynn songs. I'm playing bass for them at the next Anthem show coming up this Friday...Zeke woke up...went to pick up our free tree that you get from your utilities bill (we got a lemon tree)...came home and shop vacked the back of the Saturn to get rid of the crap smell from the fertilizer...got in crazy cleaning mode and washed the Saturn, Vespa and truck...side note: I'm trying to sell my truck if you're interested (1997 Dodge Ram 2500, 125,000 miles)...peeled off the embarrassing pink stripe that I've had on my truck since I've owned it (a long time coming)...Alyssa had an Alberto's craving which never happens so I jumped on that and grabbed her a bean and cheese burrito and I grabbed the carne asada burrito...10 minutes later I was doing business on the toilet...Alberto's never disappoints!...threw in first season of Curb your Enthusiasm and cracked up then went to bed. Good day. Did some work on my Sabbath but it was fun stuff with family...I'm trying not to make this legalistic...Did you get a Sabbath this week?

I almost lost my salvation at the dump today

So I took the toilet and a couple things to the dump today. I get to the window and the lady tells me that I owe an extra $10 because I didn't cover my load with a tarp. I told her I didn't know and she says there's signs up everywhere. I tell her, "that's great but I can't read those from my house. How am I supposed to know that I'm supposed to bring a tarp." I follow by asking, "what in the world do I need a tarp for...that toilet weighs a ton. I don't think there's anyway in the world that thing could jump out of my truck. It would be more dangerous for me to put a tarp over this because 9 times out of 10 those things blow off." She was not budging and I was not done reaming her. "Seriously, I've been coming here my whole life and you add this stupid rule and I'm just supposed to know about it and give you $10 because I didn't know any better?" The answer....Yes. Long story short. $20 instead of $10. I brought heaven to earth in my interaction and I'm pretty sure she knows that Jesus is the reason I get up in the morning. I suck!

New ideas for Sofia's stroller

Ian is sending me propaganda to ensure that my daughter will never have a date.

This never gets old

This is how I spent 2 hours of my Sabbath this week. I love times like this with my boy. "Do it again daddy" are six words Zeke never gets tired of. Yeah I know it was only four words but I made you count. :) He is amazing and he teaches me something everyday. And yes, I am the old guy with the fishing hat to protect my bald head. I'm sportin' a shade of white that Crayola can't even come up with. We are gonna get some mileage out of grammy and grampy's pool this summer.

Click

After Daley yelled at my wife for not taking pictures at the Cobalt season show, she hauled the family back up to the roof of the Life Arts building the next day and started snappin' off shots. (He didn't yell but it was a good push because she loves to look at life through a camera lens). I don't have enough money to get her photoshop yet but I think she takes darn good shots. My son is a pretty cool muse though! He gets his hair from his daddy!

Help Shane and friends

The Simple Way in Philly had a huge fire that destroyed almost a city block. Ryan from the Cobalt Season posted super early this morning. Please go here and help if you can. If those of you in the blog world could all post something small about this we might be able to get a lot of support. Thanks

Poop on the stoop

This is a picture from the front door of my house. We just gutted our disgusting bathroom in the master bedroom. So if anyone needs to poop when they're comin' over and they can't quite make it into the house feel free to poop on the stoop! That's how we roll at the Lance house. It's free dump day (no pun intended) on Saturday so I'm waiting till then to get rid of it. Alyssa says I need to move it but I think it gives our house character. What do you think?

My body is a wonderland?!???

I knew I could get you to look! So last week my wife goes to see John Mayer with some friends at the Hollywood bowl. I politely passed on the offer to go because I'm fundamentally against any man that sings songs about my body being a "wonder land." So she comes back and tells me that Rocco DeLuca and Ben Folds opened up for him. What the heck...I would have paid to seen those dudes and fell asleep during wonder land boy. Oh well. BTW...did anyone see that series on VH1, "I Trust You to Kill Me" that featured Rocco DeLuca's band? They are amazing.

Outlook calendar

So we get outlook calendar updates at the church with peoples birthdays that are on staff. I just got updated with 4 people that are on staff here and I have no idea who they are...correction...I just got two more updates and I don' t know who they are either. Is that weird to anyone else?

Happy for these kiddies

Panima was one of the first bands to play Anthem. The lead singer has a huge fro, the whole band wears chick pants and they live on their sidekicks. (but hey, they bring lots of kiddies out to our shows!) Anyways, they are playing every date of the Warped Tour this year and they just came out with this video (thanks Ian). I'm proud of them and it's cool that a band from Riverside is doing something. They'll be playing Anthem August 31st and it should be sweet. They're like the little brothers that make you smile and you want to give them a weggie and a noogie.

It's been a while without a U2 fix...here ya go

The Edge on early band member nicknames, U2 By U2 (October 2006)
"For a while Bono was Bon Smelly Arse. I was glad that didn't stick, or things might have been different. "

Representin' book nerds

So a few months ago my buddy Rob gave me this book at a conference at his church. Here's a couple excerpts from Myth of a Christian Nation by Gregory Boyd:

Instead of living out the radically counter cultural mandate of the kingdom of God, this myth has inclined us to Christianize many pagan aspects of our culture. Instead of providing the culture with a radically alternative way of life, we largely present it with a religious version of what it already is.

This, in a nutshell, is the primary thing God is up to in our world. He's not primarily about getting people to pray a magical "sinner's prayer" or to confess certain magical truths as a means of escaping hell. He's not about gathering together a group who happen to believe all the right things. Rather, he's about getting together a group of people who embody the kingdom-who individually and corporately manifest the reality of the reign of God on the earth. And he's about growing this new kingdom through his body to take over the world. This vision of what God is about lies at the heart of Jesus' ministry, and it couldn't contrast with the kingdom of the world more sharply.

However right we may be, without love we are simply displaying a religious version of the world, not the kingdom of God.

And that's only 50 pages in...word!!!

Guess what I'm gonna drink coffee out of for the rest of my life...

Doesn't get any better than that. I got my dad socks...I suck! You'll never read my blog dad, but I love you. Thanks for teaching me how to be a dad.

So I turned on my cell phone with great anticipation today...

Saturday was a whole day with no cell phone, no computer, no blogs...just family, farmers market, reading, rest, pool, a walk and BBQ...It was awesome. So I go to my phone with much anticipation this morning getting ready to write down my 30 messages of the people who almost had their world end because they couldn't get a hold of me yesterday. I push the 5 digit sequence for voicemail as quickly as humanly possible and push one for messages to get straight to the damage. I hear the lady with the weird accent say, "you have one new message." I think to myself...IMPOSSIBLE. Then I hear my brother on the other end...Hey Dan, if you haven't got anything for dad yet for fathers day he wants socks, so bring $15 tomorrow and we'll split it. WHAT!!!! One call!!! Socks!!!! What about kingdoms collapsing and world chaos???!!!! I am so much more important than that!!!!!
Actually my experiment into Sabbath has proved what I already had great suspicions of: I am not that important, the world can wait, I need the rest, God is awesome and I'm an idiot.
Shalom

Side note...I'm in my office right now and I can hear what's going on in the service at the Grove and some dude is singing a country song that says the word "Buckaroo." Sorry... that was random, but the world needs to know that the word "Buckaroo" was just used in church. Yeeeehaaaa!

No blogs on Saturday

I'm getting closer to blogging everyday and I have really enjoyed it. I feel like I'm finding the time and finding my niche but I've decided the computer is staying shut off on Saturday's. I'm also turning off my cell phone on Saturday's. I've really been trying to be more purposeful with keeping my Sabbath with my family. I'm starting a Sabbath series in three weeks at the Grove and I pretty much suck at it most of the time. The nature of my job keeps me way too busy and I'm pretty sick of it. I'm convinced that I think I'm a lot more important than I really am. I have delusions of grandeur that say "what will people do if they don't get a blog post from my for the day?" Can people really survive without seeing ridiculous signs on buildings that look like businesses are promoting kids sex changes? We'll have to see. We also have these ridiculous thoughts about our cell phones like if someone can't get a hold of me the world would be on the verge of collapse. I got my first cell phone in college and I did just fine up to that point. I am not that important and if the world is ending and I need to know about it, drive over to my house and tell me! I'll be here with Alyssa, Zeke, and Sofia (pretty soon) and we'll be reading books and playing in the back yard. I'm convinced that if we can't get what we need done in six days then: 1) we aren't working hard enough in the six days we do work 2) We are working too much and need to slow down, or 3) we've got a better plan for our life than the creator of the universe. Do you have any time to rest?

Should of thought about spacing

oooppps!

What I look forward to more than anything

So I was perusing the Narrative Theology Statement on Mars Hill website and came across this. It was the last paragraph and I thought they said it perfectly. Let this one soak in today:
We believe the day is coming when Jesus will return and judge the world, bringing an end to injustice and restoring all things to God's original intent. He will reclaim this world and rule forever. The earth's groaning will cease, and God will dwell with us here in a restored creation. On that day we will beat swords into tools for cultivating the earth, the wolf will lie down with the lamb, there will be no more death, and God will wipe away all our tears. Our relationships with God, others, ourselves, and creation will be whole. All will flourish as God intends. This is what we long for. This is what we hope for. And we have given our lives to living out that future reality now.
Heck ya!

The simplicity of keys

The Vespa key, the Saturn key, the church key, the house key. I was able to pair down two keys off my ring yesterday and this new world of simplicity has opened up to me. It's crazy the feeling that two less keys will give you on your key ring. There's been times in my life that I've rocked the rabbit's foot, the color coted keys, the chewed on lanyard, and a swiss army knife...but there is something to the beauty of four keys that open up essentials for day to day life. No fluff...just your typical keyring and four keys. My Vespa key is a little flashy because it's blue and shaped like the letter V. How many keys are in your pocket?

The power of a thought

Lately I've been filling my head with so many thoughts, verses, podcasts, songs, books, conversations, blogs and media that I feel it's hard to take away anything that sticks with you. And then the Cobalt Season came through town and threw this phrase into my mind that I can't get out:
Will it be as in my dreams?
Life spilling out of ragged seams?
Where deep roaring rivers start as streams
Carrying peace
That is the power of a song because it can stick in your head and you can fixate on it. Sometimes it sucks because the song that gets in there is Britney Spears "Toxic" but sometimes it something that takes you through the day. I keep listening to this song "Harvest Moon" and it makes me cry. I don't even think I understand the whole thing. I know it's a song about his new born son and being able to see the world through new eyes. The words, melody, the harmony, the warmness of the piano...it does something to me. I guess there is just something in me that really hopes that it's true. I really hope that deep roaring rivers start as streams because we don't see that today in our world. Deep roaring rivers are governed by the loudest voices and largest budgets. We've forgotten the simple power behind the stream combined with other streams. Simple prayers, thoughts, songs, voices in the wilderness that join together with other voices....Carrying peace!
I probably lost you about 30 seconds ago and that ok...sometimes something that make sense to you is hard to articulate to others...I'll stop now.

Beware of pony tales!!!

My buddy Bill in jail

So Sam and I went to visit our buddy Bill who's in jail up in Big Bear today. We left at 7am to get up there around 8:30am and they told us that he couldn't get any visitors today because he got three over the weekend...weak! But he is outside most of the day working on projects there so we were able to talk to him outside of our car for about 10 minutes. Bill is an amazing guy that is the last guy in the world that should spend a second in jail. His attitude was great and he looked great. I was really bummed that we couldn't hang out but we'll try back in a little bit. While we were up there we hung out with our friend Aaron who is pastoring up in Big Bear. It was great to see him and I love the talks that Sam and I have so it was still worth the trip. If you know Bill continue to pray for him. Back to work.

Goin' to hear Damien throw down

My buddy Damien is preaching this morning at Bridges so I'm gonna go check it out. He's got the whole John the Baptist beard thing goin' now so I'm expectin' some throw down, turn or burn material! For all of you that know Damien he is a great thinker and I am greatly encouraged by the way he and his wife Jen follow Jesus. The funny thing is that when you're a pastor and you go to another church were you know a lot of people it's always really weird. Everyone looks at you like...why in the world is he here?...Isn't he...I wonder why...I heard someone say...It's a lot of good times. I'm thinking about wearing some Grouchy Marx glasses. I'm not making fun of Damien's church, every church is like this. Why is that? Why are we so territorial? There's this feeling like, "Hey...I took a pee on this property, go back to your side or town." Who knows, I might be proved wrong. I just wish we could all get along better. I'm praying for you Damien.

My trusty acoustic

So I've probably written 100 songs in my life and I've written 98 of them on my trusty acoustic. It's a beat up Yamaha that I got when I was 16. I painted it in my garage because I wanted it to look like that dudes that played acoustic with Nirvana for their unplugged set...anyone...anyone? I broke a string about a year into playing with it and decided to take out the last tuning peg and play with 5 strings (refer to picture). I'm not very good at guitar and I rarely needed my high E so I just did away with it...It's all about simplicity and the rock baby. As you can see I put the most obnoxious stickers I could find on this guitar...the Carl's Jr. star being my favorite. The saddle fell out of the bridge years ago and I just play without it. It lowers the action so it totally plays like an electric. I've never changed the strings and I hope I never have to. There is just something sentimental about it and I write my best stuff on it. I wrote two songs today. I told you I've been inspired by the Cobalt Season and the world is not ready for the love that is flowing from my tri colored 5 string piece of heaven on earth. Songs and shows will be forthcoming. I can't wait!

Scarlet got her summer haircut

...and yes, I am taking a bite out of her butt!

The Cobalt Season rules!

So I went and saw The Cobalt Season last night on the roof of the Life Arts building and got darn near inspired. Incredible music...incredible people. Go pick up their CD's here. Damien threw down some poetry that was truly great. It was delivered Mike Myers style too...amazing. Wooo-man.....wooooo-man. (That won't be funny if you haven't seen So I Married an Axe Murderer.)

Here's an excerpt from one of their songs, Begin again:

So do we just start right here
Or go back to the same square one
Isn’t that my biggest fear?
That I’ll miss it when it comes

Cause I don’t know what to do
Is the Kingdom even breakin’ through?
God, I hope it still is true

Cause from everything I see
The biggest problem still seems to be me
And for all the ways the world is shit
There is so much beauty in all of it

But I can’t seem to find
The very thing that haunts my mind
Could it be that I’m still blind?

And you know that I would see if you’d wash my eyes
But I keep swallowing the same old lies
And I just need a place now to begin… to begin
So I can begin again

Good stuff.

Tom with an "h" and Robert the radiator guy

So this morning I'm at Shell putting gas in my Vespa. (BTW...it cost me $7 to fill up and I can ride everyday for 2 weeks before I fill up again...just a little plug for alternative transport). This homeless guy passes me to throw something away and I say, "How's it goin'?" He obviously doesn't think I'm talkin' to him but when he comes back and I'm lookin' at him he realized I was talking to him. He stops and we start a conversation about my Vespa...his need to get some kind of transportation...trying to stop smoking...trying to utilize VA benifits better to get descent housing for him and his wife...and so on. Then he starts walking away and I say, "Hey, I didn't catch your name" and he comes back at me with an excitement that was very unusal for the question and says, "my name is Tom with an "h", I'm half English. I told him I was Dan and he said, "you're with the Lord aren't you?" I told him I was and that was it.
Rewind to last week. I'm on my way home from work and I see this dude with his hood opened on the corner of Chicago and Central in the turn lane...It's 5pm and people are obviously pissed that he is backing up traffic so they are manuvering to get around him and honking and speeding off. I thought that kind of sucked so I go over and ask if I can help. We find out that his radiator hose is busted and his car has stalled out and can't start. I go grab the right hose for him and he's able to get going. Before he takes off he says, "you're with the Lord aren't you?"
Why is it that people in need know when they are around a Christian? Why is it that when we act like Jesus people know right away that we follow Jesus? Why is it we think we have to hand someone a track to let them know that we follow Jesus? Tom with an H needed someone to ask him what his name was and Robert the radiator guy needed someone to buy him a radiator hose.
Please don't comment about how incredibly spiritual I am. I suck at following Jesus...I'm just trying to get better at it and encouraging others to do the same.

Sofia's comin' home soon!!!!

Doesn't Sofia look like Biggie Smalls in this pic! Hey, we got our finalized dates for going back to Kyrgyzstan to pick up Sofia. July 10-20. Yipppeeee!!! Tons of paper work and crap to get done...pray for us as we get all this ready. It's kind of weird praying for a girl that's really your daughter but doesn't live in your house yet and lives on the other side of the planet. Zeke has been watching our adoption video with Sofia in it every day at least 5 times. He's getting really excited...Can't wait. Thanks for being a part of this process with my family.

Longbrake dropped a sweet article in Relevant

I was checking out some of Longbrake's articles on his blog and ran across this. Jesus is messing my life up in the exact same way. I'm liking the mess!

Let me into yo library

Well, Casey called me a book worm last week and I feel like I'm constantly telling you what I'm reading so I'd like to see if I'm the only book worm out there. I'm slowly moving through the Exodus in the Old Testament and I'm about 3/4 through Freedom of Simplicity by Foster. What are you reading? Is it good? Can I borrow it? If you're not reading at least let me know what you'd like to be reading. You can rent from my library but I'm expensive and I don't run on the dewy decimal system! I have all my books on micro fish...ha...remember micro fish...I don't think it's spelled fish though...oh well.

Anyone catch Edwards, Obama, and Clinton on CNN?

Jim Wallis from Sojourners led a discussion for an hour with the three candidates. They covered faith, politics and poverty. Gave some great new insight into the candidates. I'm still a big Barack fan at this point. It would have been cool if the discussion was about twice as long but it was nice to hear 15 minutes from each person. I'd put up the parts from youtube but I feel like the last three posts have been wearing out my video quota so I'll just give you the link. Here it is. What do you think?

Go buy the CD

Classic meltdown

You have to watch this. I loved the grenade toss...classic!

Bandwagon boy

So is anyone else jumpin' on the Lebron James bandwagon and lovin' watching him play right now? I'm neglecting major amounts of family time so I can watch the Cavs play. My team, the Pacers sucked this year. Ever since they lost Reggie Miller they thought it would be a good idea to get in fights, go to strip joints with guns, and play horrible basketball. They traded away tons of talent and it looks like they want to get rid of the last person on the team that can do anything...Jermaine O'Neil. It sucks being a fan for any team anymore because with free agency teams change every year. Players don't have any loyalty to their teams and all people care about is making money. At least Detroit didn't win...that would have been the most boring NBA finals of all time. Go Lebron!

Dan's day off

Nothing of value to post today so I'll give you the run down of my last 27 hours. Last night Steve came over and we headed to Jeremy's house. Picked him up, rolled out to San Marcos to see Josh Hagquist playing with his new band, The Midwinters at a bar called The Jumping Turtle. Hung out with Josh, watched opening band...The Quiet Company (band on Northern records...my old label) really cool band except that they tracked the bass. Left at midnight got home at 1am. Off to bed. My throat at this point is completely closed. Cant' really get words out...good times! Wake up in the morning...throat is still closed...wife let's me sleep. Realize I DVR'd the NBA finals last night. Start to watch from the 4th quarter because that's when I had to leave last night. Alyssa saw that the game was going into OT so she DVR's the next two shows just in case. She wins wife of the century award because the game went into double over time. Lebron scored 48 and beat the Pistons by 2...amazing game. Get done watching the game...got friends coming over. Trav, Annette and family are in town for a wedding they are doing. Osbornes, Boones, and McIntyre's come over. Girls stay at the house and guys go to Starbucks. We sit outside and Daniel Bishop (home from Chile) sees my bald head he says from the street and comes to hang out. Go back and hang at the house. Trav and I take the kids to Carls Jr. to eat lunch and play on the playground. Alyssa and Annette join. Davey poops in his pants and a little poop pellet lands on the playground floor...amazing. Go home, put Zeke to bed, fall asleep watching PTI on Sportscenter. Wake up...play with my son in the dirt outside...Alyssa goes to shower for Andrea...I take Zeke to Best Buy. Pick somethin' up for a friend, come home, make Zeke chicken nuggets...take him on a walk...pick up Deja Vu at Hollywood Video...walk to El Pollo Loco and pick up a Pollo bowl. Walk home...put Zeke to bed...watch movie (pretty good)...Alyssa comes home...I blog...I'm goin' to bed...throat still closed. Now how boring would life be if I blogged about what I did all day? I love my life. Today was a good day!