Monday, 26 July 2010

Classical Conditioning

The first time I put on a headset at the Distress Centre, I knew my many hours at the Tim Horton's drive-thru were one day going to come back to haunt me. I didn't know when, and I didn't know how often, but I realized it was inevitable.

Today it happened.

My phone was ringing at the Distress Centre, startling me out of my reverie. Promptly, like a good volunteer, I picked up the call.

"Hey, there," I said, "Welcome to Ti- ah... I mean Distress Centre. What can I get for you? Uh, I mean do for you... uh, sorry about that... real sorry... uh, oh boy."

Luckily the caller appeared to just be waiting for a vocal cue to start speaking, and barely noticed my mangled greeting.

Now we wait to see when it is that I first start asking Timmy's customers how they feel today and if they're having any suicidal thoughts...

“Whatever you say, say it with conviction.” Mark Twain

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

Summer Pics

This summer hasn't been highly eventful, but I have collected a few good pictures. This first one is from Father's Day, when we all went out to Big Hill Springs provincial park.

I'm thinking of moving out, and Big Hill Springs has some nice stick hut thingies. Here I am contemplating purchasing one as my first apartment. The roof might be leaky, but with the current economic situation, I can't be too picky.


At least it has running water.


We went quadding at a small-group summer wrap-up barbeque. We didn't get muddy until we let the boys drive, but I guess mud is to quadding what scars are to battles...


This picture, ah... as an old friend once said, "Once it was suggested, it couldn't be avoided."

I took a girl from Switzerland to Stampede this year. We opted to watch the rodeo (a first for both of us) Here are the cowboys that made us swoon. Our favourite part of the rodeo was when, after completing their eight second ride, the cowboys had to get off their crazed animal. In order to do so, they would wait until another cowboy pulled his horse alongside, then they'd reach over and wrap their arms around his waist and let the other cowboy pull them to safety. There's something about rough and tough cowboys hugging each other that makes me feel happy inside.


Cowboys aren't the only performers at Stampede with an incredible amount of guts. The high divers were incredible.


This is Nadja, at what was probably the best interactive display ever at Stampede. She's feeling the "calf" inside the mommy cow, just like a vet would do. We liked this display more than the one that put a coop of cute, yellow baby chicks right next to a "From the Egg to the Plate" chart on chicken. There's just something wrong about that.

Speaking of the rodeo: "Nature gave us all something to fall back on, and sooner or later we all land flat on it." Anonymous

Sunday, 18 July 2010

Amor Nunca Falla

If God is love and lives in me, then why, when I hear about people being dishonest and corrupt, is my initial reaction to hate them?

Thank God for grace. I pray that He will give me the strength to extend that grace, and leave some for me in the meantime.

“Nothing that we despise in the other man is entirely absent from ourselves.” Dietrich Bonhoeffer