16 November 2007

Don't worry it's gone

This site has never seen so much traffic as when I attempted to post something from my friend (who will remain nameless to keep him out of trouble) who is passionate about the homeless.

Organizations that SAY they are out to help to help people (they will remain nameless because they tend to get upset) get upset when a passionate guys tries to alert people to what it is really like out there.

I know how hard he works to help people find housing and get off the streets - and these organizations that SAY they are about serving people spend more time Googling their organization's name than actually serving people. So the post is gone. So is my support of the organizations... I would name them and tell people how much they suck, but that would go against my friends desire to see basic human needs addressed - while organizations chase unauthorized use of first names that of people I doubt they even know, because they are too busy on their computer... I won't tell you how long it took you to see it...gosh

luckily for us all no one reads this blog... except the vain organizations - so you all go back to your computers - a homeless person can curl up against it for the heat.

By the way.... the post. Full of Truth.
If the truth hurts, then do something about it already. I know how many meetings he goes to where you TALK about doing stuff... sheesh. worry about that already.

22 March 2007

mmmm... Bar - be - que

I am supposed to be doing mt tax return.

Instead I am posting BBQ links for your reading pleasure.

The BBQ Report
Texas Barbecue Festival
How to BBQ Canadian Bacon
The Canadian Barbecue Association
BBQ Bill

Ok... back to productive life.
(I hear that laughing)

19 March 2007

When the day is said and done

The day was a stressful one. I won't get into it but it was... But tonight at The Gig we had a meeting where we (those leading the charge) had a chance to talk about the vision of the venue side - The Gig Theatre - and all that it's about.

I feel God saying, "This is what you are about" - I felt relaxed and calm and ready to change the city. There were excited faces and people that get it - and I believe more will come. When you stop and tell people about all that has happening in 15 months - wow cool things are happening.

I saw the excitement in the eyes of a guy named Doug. He said "I didn't think such a place existed" - this is not the first time I have heard this from people. It is so cool that people are coming to discover The Gig (and sometimes from such strange circumstances or referrals) But here is a guy that is passionate about art, music and tech and is (was) looking for a place to be in community and worship God. :)

Thanks to everyone that has seen my stress over the last little bit -it's not going away just yet. But I know that God is changing the way that I look at life... we'll see where that goes.

15 March 2007

Sunny Flordia - I think...

I left Kitchener thinking that I would blog about my fine trip to Florida and post pictures and write about the ups and downs. Well obviously that hasn't happened.

Here's the nutshell:

-Drive 12 hours with a backseat driver that is way too excitable and has to go to the bathroom much too often. Stopped for food at Cracker Barrel and KFC woo! (sarcastic woo)
- Had to sleep in bed with Trevor Belec.
- Drive 12 hours (see above only I can't remeber the food now)
- Arrive. Nice house we have rented, pool six bedrooms (no more sharing a bed)
- Wednesday - a day of absolutly nothing that Trevor and I managed to have the house to our selves. Sat by the pool with two laptops and music and pizza. Now THAT'S a day off. (and no backseat drivers to be found) - although it took us most of the day to figure out how to get online... no stealing WIFI this year. I don't recomend netZero, but it is working for the three days we need it.
- Thursday. Trade show day one. Trevor and I headout on our own to take on the show floor. lots of audio toys and cool stuff. Not quite Christmas like...but lots of neat stuff for sure.
- the company was taken out for supper. Some neat place that serves all these different forms of meat right off the BBQ slab (Not quite a Texas BBQ so no need to be jealous Mike and Em) certainly I night of fine food. I am not going to bed hungry.

Tomorrow we have a consultants breakfast at.....7:30 crap! I should be in bed. see my dedication to you people.

11 March 2007


no, I've not quit my job or anything like that. I have decided that no matter what, the next week is going to be stress free. Well, as stress free as a business trip to Florida can be. Tomorrow morning the gang from work and I head out for sunny Orlando. (Figures that we leave just as the weather get nice)

I decided today that because the last few (87) weeks have been stressful, I am going to enjoy this trip. It is my kind of gadety, tech filled greatness that I enjoy. And even better I have Trevor with me so it's not me and the old folks like the past few years. Maybe we find something to do at night other than sit around the house.

Anyway... to everyone around me that has put up with my stressed out person the last few weeks, sorry about that. I hoping that I can leave that below the border.

Might even try and post some touristy shots if I have some time.

5 March 2007

This is the stuff that make me mad

There is a story in the Toronto Star about a church called the Prayer Palace. To people in my family we will know this name because my uncle (and the company I work for) has a long history with the pastor and his dirty business dealings. Paul Melnichuk is the so called pastor in this sell proclaimed church. This "church" collects money in the name of God and seemingly does little to nothing for the communities that are around it. The article goes on to document the ways that Melnichuk and his sons are seeming ripping off a primarily low income congregation:

[Hyacinthe Houghron] scrapes together $600 of her own money each month to keep up the program because the Prayer Palace – one of Canada's largest evangelical churches – stopped running it five years ago. Other charitable works, like a promised orphanage in Brazil, either dried up or never materialized.

Meanwhile, the three white pastors – Paul Melnichuk and his 40-year-old twin sons, Tim and Tom – lead lavish lives in contrast to the mainly working-class black families that make up the bulk of the church.

Between them, the pastors have amassed a real estate fortune worth about $12 million. Each owns a multi-million-dollar country estate north of Toronto (Tim's is worth as much as $5.5 million), they share a Florida vacation villa, and the pastors and their wives drive luxurious cars – among them a Porsche Cayenne SUV, a Lexus RX 330 SUV and a Mercedes-Benz CLK 320 convertible.

This guy and his family are everything that I don't want to be associated with, yet they march around calling themselves Christians. Someone in the article is quoted as saying God will judge if they are truly doing something wrong. I do believer that is true, but there is a part of me that wishes that guys like this would come face to face with Jesus in real time... much like the money changers in the temple courts.

It is things like this that turn people off of God. But I think God hates this abuse of leadership more that we can imagine, and I will take some peace in knowing that someday these men will get what is coming to them.

It also makes me mad that these things get the press and the churches and organizations that are working hard to feed and shelter the poor will could be painted with the same brush. Grrr.

28 February 2007

Sad sunny day

I'm sad today because I can't find my suglasses.
They were the neat blue ones I wear in my avatar --->

I know I lost them sometime last Thursday. I've looked everywhere I can think that I might have put them down. But, I have a bad feeling they have fallen out of my pocket. The worst part is that because they are prescription no one has stolen them, so somewhere they are just sitting.

I hate to think about spending money to replace them... and I should go get my eyes checked, which is just more money. DOH.

27 February 2007

Off the radar

Is loosing track of people part of getting older?
I don't mean like forgetting where you put them or where you saw them last - although that is funny too
The last few days have felt that way. How the heck do I loose track of people so quick.
On the weekend I got together with some of my classmates from the Radio and TV at Conestoga. Thanks to Amanda (far left) for the picture
It was a good time and I think we will hang out more often (maybe even get a few of the guys to show up next time) But that got me thinking... "wow we loose track of people so quick"
Carla (first on the left) convinced me that I needed to be on facebook.com - So I added myself to yet another social network
Sidebar - I will NOT be blogging there too :)
And what happens when I add my name. I see that my friend Rachel has added me.... and she is holding a new little baby. So is it possible that a friend that in recent history was a great friend has had a baby and I didn't even know about it. (Ok, actually the other day someone asked me if Rachel had a baby and I didn't know)

You get the point. With all this technology and stuff and I still loose track of people.
Just makes me disapointed.

26 February 2007

I'm back (maybe)

Hi... I know that 1 of you checks this often. I don't even need to guess because I have software to check these things.

I've been thinking that I should be adding stuff more often. "why?" you ask.
Well recently some new friends have been around The Gig - Mike and Em. Em has posted some stuff about their experience in coming to The Gig. (you can find that here) It really inspired me in reading how they have found a place where they are not the weird ones. (apparently we have enough weird ones.... ah Alan) :)

But the truth is that their passion has excited me. I don't know that I have done a good job of telling them that. Maybe Mike has software that will tell him I have linked to him and now he will know.... gotta love technology.

So I thought maybe it would be worth putting my thoughts down every once and a while... no promises