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Went out this morning with Pete for the first time in months.
I grew up golfing...love it.
Something me, my pops, and my brother could always do together.
When I go to Riverside it is always on.
I think it's funny because I have the best gear in the biz because I always get my dads hand-me-downs which are amazing.
But I never play...bummer.
Gold Hills is a cool place.
I just found out last week that it was the world series.
Phillies and Tampa Bay...seriously?
I did not watch one full game this season...crazy.
Baseball used to be my life.
It doesn't help that I have rabbit ears that pick up two stations.
I'm catching the end of the game tonight but honestly I could care less.
What happened to me?
We are having Hack fest tomorrow. If I'm not havin' a baby I'm gonna be out there...should be a blast! I wanted to thank my family, The Grove, Jim Ramsey and Dana Evans for supporting me. You have no idea how much I appreciate it. This church plant is going to be amazing, and you all are playing a huge role in that. Thanks again.
No blog yet Jim? Seriously!?!
I can't imagine what Joel Osteen feels like getting to talk to that many people every week. It's taken me a couple years to get this voice. I'd probably be trying to do something big like stop the wars in the world and start feeding hungry people and maybe getting some folks to care about the earth...just a couple ideas. When my blog is reaching 40,000 a week it's on like Donkey Kong!
And Joel while your at it...use your influence in Texas to get the Astro's back in those jersey's from the 80's...classic!
My brother is a huge Laker fan. I can't stand them, but I gotta give it up to Mike...he never gives up on a team. He has been a fan of the Lakers, Chicago Bears and Dodgers since we were little kids. Maybe next year the Lakers will square off against my Pacers!
I've only got to see one whole basketball game this season which is pathetic but it was definitely the one to watch. Holy cow. Boston was down by 24 and they came back. I'm not a Boston fan or anything but I love that the Lakers are going down. Sorry Mike, Aaron and Mikee!
I've been writing like crazy this week. I've got the outline for the 23 chapters I'm gonna write and I've written really rough drafts for 4 of those chapters. Here's an excerpt from my chapter called "Jock turned Rockstar."
As soon as I could drive we started going to concerts like crazy. The early 90’s was a beautiful time for the Christian music scene in Southern California. The Prayer Chain, Plankeye, Mortal, MXPX, The Violet Burning, Starflyer 59, The Killing Tree, Sometime Sunday…I could go on forever. Over a period of 2 years I recalled over forty Prayer Chain shows that I had gone to. There was a great community that was built at these shows that I have never seen since. These bands played every weekend and they always played together. You would see the same people at every show and an amazing music scene was built. And it wasn’t about what you wore or how tight your pants were. (I’m starting to sound old!) Nine out of Ten shows you would find me with my shirt off, sportin’ my semi man boobs in the mosh pit screaming at the top of my lungs with every lyric.
The circle pit was a beautiful thing that was the source of every great story after a show. I don’t know why but it wasn’t a real pit unless there was a 450 pound dude with no shirt on in the middle. His job was to keep the pit going in a direction and rough up the dudes that were getting a little too crazy. The amazing thing about pits at these shows is that if you fell down people actually picked you up. I recall a Prayer Chain show in the summer of 91 or 92 when things got a little crazy. I was caught up in the song and the pit was going off. I literally got thrown into the air and then everyone decided to change directions. I came down on a guys shoulder with my nose. As I whipped my head around I remember blood shooting from my nose and spraying this girls white t-shirt from top to bottom…oops. When you are on the edge of the pit, this is the price you pay and the collateral damage that you are willing to accept as being part of the show if you want to be that close.That's all you get for now. The book is going to be called "Born in the pew." The sub title is going to be something like: Pastors kid, turned rock star, turned Pastor, in search of something real. I'm going to end each chapter with a section titled: In search of something real. I'll wrap up each chapter by talking about how in each part of my journey I can see how God was pushing me towards a better understanding of who he is. I'd love to have some more creative elements like that in the book. Any ideas?
Those concerts shaped a huge part of my high school experience. These guys were writing powerful songs that thousands of people were all singing to in unison. The amazing part was that the music didn’t suck! When people think of Christians doing music they usually think of artists like Carmen and the Gather band. (For your sake I hope you have no idea who those people are.)
I remember watching Mortal’s final show. It was over fifteen years ago but I remember it like it happened yesterday. Two thousand kids in a wharehouse on our knees as they ended their set with an amazing rock and roll rendition of “As the Deer.” I was hooked. I knew I was going to do that someday. I couldn’t really play guitar and I couldn’t really sing but I could feel the jock slowly being pulled out of me. I was turning into one of those music guys.
...that the NBA finals are on ABC...the only channel I get with my HD antenna...word!!!
There are two reasons a person should have cable tv...NBA playoffs and Man vs. Wild. Outside of that, cable is useless. The Celtics are going to mop the floor with the Lakers...and after it's over Garnett's gonna poop on Kobe's MVP trophy...can't wait!
What's your reason for cable tv?
After my 45 minute walk this morning I thought it would be a good idea to go out and play hours of ultimate frisbee tonight. One problem...I built up some crazy chaffing this morning because I never walk that long...couple that with running after a frisbee till I can't breath and you got the perfect recipe for a guy who now walks around like he's been riding a horse for 2 1/2 months on a sandpaper saddle...too much information...sorry...the best blogs always involve details...are babies the only ones that can use diaper rash cream? Just wondering.
Until next week...
we made it.
I've already taken a nap
played a round on golf
watched some playoff basketball
eaten at Sub Station (chilled with Sam and Mike)
saw my life group homies over coffee
spent time with family
chilled in a timeshare (thanks moms and pops) with three flat screens...totally necessary
shopped at TJ and eaten some sushi
tomorrow the beach!
Did anyone see this comin? I already loved watchin' the Suns. Now I don't have to watch Marion launch up those ugly 3's!
And let be just get it out there before I get some Laker fans on here talkin' about Pau Gasol. The Lakers are still horrible...now they just have a real tall, awkward guy in the middle!
That's my brother Mike, his wife Becky and my daughter Sofia at Christmas. Mike turned 30 today. What the heck...I'm old. He kicked my butt like usual in golf today. I have great memories of playing golf with my brother. Neck and neck finishes, chip ins, long drives, good times. Usually it entails a lot of trash talk and me telling him how much I hate the Lakers and he tells me Kobe is the best thing since sliced bread. I don't know what that has to do with golf but it is a subject that never gets old with us.
Happy Birthday bro. I'm really proud of you. You and Becky are a great couple. I'll make sure we get tee times when we come down to visit. Have a great 30th year.
Playing golf with my dad and my brother. I've been doing this since I was 12. My dad is an incredible golfer and my brother is usually a couple strokes better than I am. We love to get together and play golf. My dad is awesome. I'm 31 and I've still never paid for a round of golf in my life. It's been a great way over the years to get the Lance boys together and hanging out. Always good trash talk and competition. Today I shot an 87. I usually shoot in the low 80's. I didn't bring any of my stuff down from Redding so everything was borrowed today. It didn't matter. I had a great time. I'm sure i'll still get some golfing in when we come down to visit but I'm really going to miss getting out there as often as I have in the past. Thanks for the great memories dad. There's been a lot of life shaping done out on the links!
I will be the annoying guy that tracks this story till he breaks the record. Get over it!
he's the best baseball player to ever put on a pair of cleats. Bonds has been my favorite baseball player since he was on the Pirates playing with Bobby Bonilla and Andy VanSlyke. All you haters out there need to come to the understanding that there has never been a sweeter swing of the bat. And yes for all of you that are thoroughly confused. I was a jock for years before I turned into a music guy. I really hope he breaks the record in front of the Dodgers...how epic would that be!!??
Working title:
Born in the pew
Working chapter titles:
Born in the pew
The youth group years
The jock turns rock star
The beauty of the F word
The college (wonder) years
Coffee, Cohiba and Newcastle
The love roller coaster comes to a halt
The rock and roll life
The Porch is born...The Porch is dead
Infertility
Adoption
Building the empire
Church Culture
Dad/Employer = weird dynamics
Awaken to the kingdom
There are two more chapters but they will remain secret for the time being.
It's going to be the story of my journey towards something real.
Would anyone be interested in reading something like this?
It will probably be more like therapy for me than anything else.
