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Sunday, August 31, 2008

Blessed Are

When Nancy started working from home a couple of months ago, her schedule was such that on Sundays her lunch break coincided with the beginning of our church services. She could come over to the church, take the Sacrament, and return home by the time her lunch break was over. She hates working on Sundays—as do I; I've been fortunate not to have to do so for a long time—but this was a good way for her to get a bit of a spiritual recharge, even when she had to work.

Nancy started a new work schedule today, and her lunch break time has changed. So coming over to church to take the Sacrament is no longer possible. However, her new schedule starts an hour later than her old one did, which means she can go to another ward's services and catch most of Sacrament meeting before she has to start work. So she went to the early ward this morning, and I went with her.

In this morning's service, the two speakers we heard both gave talks based on the Beatitudes. The first, a young woman of twelve or thirteen, based her talk on Matthew 5:7 - "Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy." In looking up the definitions, she found that 'Blessed' means happy, divinely gifted, or fortunate, and 'Merciful' means compassionate, having empathy for the suffering of others.

Even the most fortunate of us—and I hasten to mention that on a global scale, anyone who has access to a computer and the ability to read is pretty fortunate—will suffer sometimes. We hurt, we long, we lament, we grieve. Who among us doesn't seek solace from time to time in an otherwise happy life? We all do.

When we need this comfort, where does it come from? Spencer W. Kimball said this:

"God does notice us, and He watches over us. But it is usually through another person that he meets our needs."

That's how this Beatitude works. We comfort those in need around us, and we receive comfort from them in turn. We develop a merciful personality, and in so doing inspire those around us to be merciful as well. Seneca put it this way: "He that does good to another does good also to himself."

The second speaker, a young wife and university student, based her remarks on Matthew 5:9 - "Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God." She defined a peacemaker as someone who tries not only to resolve conflicts, but to create an environment that is free from contention.

Now, I understand that it's pretty much impossible to eliminate conflict entirely. We all have differing opinions, attitudes, beliefs, and priorities, and these are often in direct competition with those of the people around us. So there's always going to be some conflict. I understand that. But a lot of the time, I feel like there's a lot more conflict in this world than there needs to be.

There's a lot of arguing going on these days. Some people argue because they're passionate about their beliefs and opinions. Some argue to get a point across. And some argue because they like it. They like to prove their intellectual or moral superiority. They like to sound like they know more than everyone else does. They like to humiliate, embarrass, or belittle other people. They like to feel big by making others feel small.

Some of the best advice I've ever received came from my friend Wendy Kay: "I don't have to attend every argument I'm invited to."

Now, being a peacemaker doesn't mean that we don't stand up for what we believe in. And it doesn't mean that we let other people walk all over us. It means that we don't go looking for a fight if we don't have to. It means that we back up what we believe without feeling the need to tear down what someone else believes. It means that we consider that the other person may indeed have a valid point, even if we don't agree with it personally. And it means that we keep our emotions in check, our words civil, and our tone respectful. It means that we choose to disagree without being disagreeable.

The key word in that last sentence is "choose". In his address And Nothing Shall Offend Them, David A. Bednar makes this point:
When we believe or say we have been offended, we usually mean we feel insulted, mistreated, snubbed, or disrespected. And certainly clumsy, embarrassing, unprincipled, and mean-spirited things do occur in our interactions with other people that would allow us to take offense. However, it ultimately is impossible for another person to offend you or to offend me. Indeed, believing that another person offended us is fundamentally false. To be offended is a choice we make; it is not a condition inflicted or imposed upon us by someone or something else.

Many people, when confronted with an opposing or argumentative opinion, immediately take offense. It never seems to occur to them that they have any other choice.

Intelligent debate, of course, is not the same as arguing. Debate is about making a point; argument is about being right. Debate, even in an attempt to persuade, does not have to be confrontational. And we can make a point without making an enemy.

When I was growing up, my Dad had four rules about fighting:
1. You don't fight.
2. You don't fight.
3. You don't fight.
4. When you do fight, you win.

In other words, when something really is worth fighting for, you fight with everything you've got. But how many things are really that important?

When we think of being a peacemaker, we usually think of trying to stop a fight and reconciling the people who were fighting. But perhaps the more important part of being a peacemaker is trying to avoid unnecessary conflict in the first place.

In either case, I think I still have a way to go.

--
Quotes taken from the Book of Famous Quotes website.

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Top Five on Saturday (Again)

Top 5 On Friday - Week 189
From The Music Memoirs

Top 5 "Goodbye" Songs

» "Hit the Road Jack" by Ray Charles
...and don'tcha come back no more.

» "Time for Me to Fly" by REO Speedwagon
I'm tired of holdin' on
To a feeling I know is gone
I do believe that I've had enough


» "Hello Goodbye" by the Beatles
I don't know why you say goodbye
I say hello


» "Separate Ways (World Apart)" by Journey
"If you must go, I wish you love
You'll never walk alone
Take care my love
Miss you love"


» "So Long Farewell Goodbye" by Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
So long farewell baby bye-bye
And now we're leaving with tears in our eyes
We'll be back soon so don't you cry
So long farewell bye-bye

Dinner at the Improv

So around 6:00 last night, I began to think about what we were going to have for dinner. I looked through the fridge, the freezer, and the pantry and nothing really leapt out at me. I pulled out Old Reliable, the trusty Better Homes and Gardens New Cook Book (12th Edition) and started looking around. And while I didn't exactly find something I felt like making, it did inspire me to try something with ingredients I had just determined that we had.

So here's what I used, and how I made it.

1 cup white rice (uncooked)
1 10¾ ounce can Campbell's cream of chicken with herbs soup
5 ounces (half a soup can) milk
10¾ ounces (one soup can) water
1 14 ounce can turkey chunks
8 ounces frozen broccoli/cauliflower/carrot vegetable mix
½ cup shredded Colby Jack cheese

I put the rice in the bottom of a 3 quart glass casserole dish. In a separate bowl I mixed the soup, milk, water, and turkey. I poured the mixture into the casserole dish over the rice. I defrosted the vegetables and added them, pushing them down into the liquid. I sprinkled the cheese evenly over the top of the whole mix. Then I put the lid on the casserole dish and baked it at 350º F (175º C) for 35 minutes.

It turned out pretty well. It was pretty flavorful, even without any added spices. The vegetables were tender, though for my taste there could have been more carrots and broccoli and less cauliflower. The rice was a little crunchy, but not so much that it detracted from the meal. Overall, I was pleased.

The next time I make it, though, I think I'll make the following changes:
1. I'll probably use chicken, either canned or freshly cooked. I used turkey chunks this time because that's what we had.
2. I'll probably use a little more water and/or leave it in the oven longer (45 minutes, I think) to cook the rice more thoroughly.
3. For that matter, I'll probably mix the rice in with the liquid next time, rather than pouring the liquid over it.

I have a friend whose philosophy is, "Approach love and cooking with reckless abandon." I think he'd be pleased at how things turned out.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Half Full?

From UserFriendly.Org



My other favorite answers:

Bill Cosby: Depends on whether you're pourin' or drinkin'.

Pragmatist: Neither. The glass is just twice as big as it needs to be.

Chemist: The glass is full. It contains 50% H2O, 39% N2, 10.5% O2, and 0.5% trace gases by volume.

My Mother: If the glass has Diet Coke in it, then it's all empty.


EDIT: And of course this one, about which Lord Mhoram just reminded me, from the fine folks at I Can Has Cheezburger?

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Instant Gratification

Work has been really frustrating these last couple of weeks. More specifically, the lack of work has been frustrating. We get paid twice each month; the pay periods run from the 1st to the 15th and from the 16th to the end of the month.

I've worked exactly one day this pay period.

I work for a public opinion polling firm. There's a major election in just over two months. And we have no work. What's wrong with this picture?

So, on the advice of an ecclesiastical leader, I've been seeking another job. For the record, I hate looking for a job. I hate the rejection; I hate the feeling of having done so much work and having little or nothing to show for it. I hate the whole process. I hate it more than almost anything else I can think of, with the exception of moving. But I digress.

So I've filled out a couple of job applications. I've gathered my references and my prior job information, and I'm working on updating my résumé. Mostly I've been trying to figure out where to look for a job that will pay me what I need and still give me time to work on school stuff. Given that my Master's degree is a distance learning experience, the typical grad school option of teaching a freshman-level class or two isn't even an option.

Nancy suggested the other day that I try to find something at my alma mater or at the local community college. So yesterday I got on SLCC's web site and located their employment page. I found a position that looked interesting (Academic Services Specialist) and decided to apply. I created a login account and added all the appropriate information. Then, with a few clicks of the mouse, I submitted an application for the position. And while I was there, I found two other positions and applied for them as well.

Not fifteen minutes later I got a phone call from an unfamiliar number. It was the office that had posted the first job.

I have an interview tomorrow morning at 9:30.

I have never, ever, ever had this quick a response to a job application. I'm excited. I'm trying not to get my hopes up too much—I haven't even had the interview yet, after all—but I'm excited. It's close, it's stable, and the compensation in terms of both wages and perks is excellent. Getting this job would make a lot of things in my life a lot easier.

Deep breaths.

Wish me luck!

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Top Five on Saturday

Top 5 On Friday - Week 188 from The Music Memoirs

Top 5 Bands That You Wish You Could See Live

1. The Beatles
Yes, I know it would take a time machine to accomplish this, but this was one of the most influential bands in the history of popular music. To have seen them live, whether in a small club early in their career or at Candlestick Park, would have been a once-in-a-lifetime event.

2. Asia
Now that the original group members (John Wetton, Geoff Downes, Steve Howe, and Carl Palmer) have reuinted and released an excellent album (this year's appropriately-named Phoenix), I would love to see them perform together live on stage. Alas, the closest they got to me on their 2008 tour was Las Vegas. Maybe next year!

3. Asia featuring John Payne
With the re-emergence of the original lineup of Asia, the remaining members of latest incarnation of the band (John Payne, Guthrie Govan, and Jay Schellen) were left in a bit of a lurch. They borrowed a keyboard player (Ryo Okumoto of Spock's Beard) and released an album under the name GPS. They have since recruited a keyboardist as a full member of the band (Erik Norlander) and begun recording and touring under the more familiar name. So yes, there are now two bands named Asia. And I'd love to see both of them.

4. Rocket Scientists
This seems increasingly unlikely, as one third of the band is now preoccupied with another group (see Erik Norlander, above). Even before he joined AfJP, recording sessions and tour appearances for Norlander's original band could be few and far between, with his work with Lana Lane (his wife) and his own solo career. Now that he has another band full time, I'm afraid Rocket Scientists will be pushed to the very back burner. And that's too bad, because these guys are all incredible musicians. So as much as I'd like to see Erik on keys, Mark McCrite on guitar and vocals, and Don Schiff on NS/Stick, I don't think it's going to happen any time soon.

5. Micky and the Motorcars
I got to see Cross Canadian Ragweed and Reckless Kelly live last year. Seeing Micky Braun and the boys would complete the trifecta.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Going Nuts With The Quizzes




You Are Kayaking



You have a competitive spirit, but you don't like to compete alone.

You do well in a partnership, where you can feed off the other person's energy.

If you have the right partner, nothing can stop you. Your energy is infinite!

Fantastic!


Marvel Superhero Personality Test
created with QuizFarm.com

You scored as Mister Fantastic/Reed Richards
You are the super nerdy, intelligent and adventurous Mr. Fantastic.

Mister Fantastic/Reed Richards 92%
Iron Fist/Daniel Rand 75%
Spider-Man/Peter Parker 75%
Doctor Strange/Stephen Strange 67%
Captain America/Steve Rogers 67%
Silver Surfer/Norrin Radd 67%
Power Man/Luke Cage 58%
Cyclops/Scott Summers 58%
Human Torch/Johnny Storm 58%
Ghost Rider/Johnny Blaze 58%
Professor X/ Charles Xavier 58%
The Hulk/Bruce Banner 58%
Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes 50%
The Sentry/Robert Reynolds 50%
Daredevil/Matt Murdock 50%
Multiple Man/ James Madrox 50%
The Punisher/Frank Castle 42%
Thor/Thor Odinson/Donald Blake 42%
The Thing/Ben Grimm 42%
Deadpool/Wade Wilson 33%
Nick Fury 33%
Iron Man/Tony Stark 33%
Gambit/Remy LeBeau 25%
Wolverine/James "Logan" Howlett 8%

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Man of....


DC Superhero Personality Test
created with QuizFarm.com

You scored as Steel
You care a lot about you're family. You can be overprotective, which can be patronizing to other people, but your heart's in the right place.

Steel 83%
Captain Atom 75%
The Question 75%
Flash 67%
Green Lantern (Kyle Rayner) 63%
Martian Manhunter 58%
Superman 54%
The Creeper 50%
Nightwing 46%

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Tuesday Night Music

Tuesday Tunes: Week 45 from The Music Memoirs

We haven't done a word association in a while. Remember, tell us the first band/artist/song/album that comes to mind when you see these 10 words:

I'm going with 'Songs' on this one.

Ending: "Epilogue: You and I" by Elaine Paige & Tommy Koerberg (from the musical Chess)
"Still we go on pretending / Stories like ours have happy endings"
Long: "Long Distance Runaround" by Yes
School: "Be True to Your School" by The Beach Boys
Teen: "Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana
Although Paul Anka's version is pretty cool, too - better than the original, in fact.
Crazy: "Crazy" by Patsy Cline
Search: "(I've Been) Searchin' So Long" by Chicago
Baby: "Santa Baby" by Eartha Kitt
Shoes: "Blue Suede Shoes" by Elvis Presley
Mellow: "I'll Be Mellow When I'm Dead" by 'Weird Al' Yankovic
Window: "She Came In Through the Bathroom Window" by The Beatles

Friday, August 15, 2008

Top 5 On Friday

Top 5 On Friday - Week 186
From The Music Memoirs

Top 5 songs and/or albums from 2004

As usual, I'm going to go with albums.

» Genius Loves Company by Ray Charles
Looks like he's having the time of his life, doesn't it?
Gladys Knight. B.B. King. Van Morrison. Diana Krall. Norah Jones. Bonnie Raitt. Elton John. James Taylor. Johnny Mathis. Willie Nelson. Michael McDonald. Natalie Cole. And, of course, Ray Charles, the genius himself. It's an easy choice for one of the top albums of the year.

» Shangri-La by Mark Knopfler
Pull the levers, watch 'em spin.
Mark Knopfler has been able to sustain a recording career long past his days in Dire Straits for one simple reason: He's a great storyteller. And there are some great stories on this album. The opening (5:15 AM) and closing (Don't Crash the Ambulance) tracks are among the best on the album.

» Soul Gravy by Cross Canadian Ragweed
I still haven't picked up 'Mission California' yet.
This is the album that got me into the whole Alt.country movement. This is probably my favorite Ragweed album, followed closely by their eponymous album from 2002 and 'Garage' from 2005.

» ¡Americano! by Roger Clyne & the Peacemakers
I haven't picked up 'Turbo Ocho' yet, either.
From great hooks (Counterclockwise has three of them) to dark, brooding ballads (Switchblade) to South-of-the-border party songs (Mexican Moonshine), this album has something for everyone.

» Upside Down by Crenshaw
She's my hero!
Clever, catchy, and introspective lyrics. An electric guitar sound and a funk feel straight out of the 70's. And a trumpet. What's not to love?

Monday, August 11, 2008

Conversational Realities

Overheard just a few minutes ago at here at work:

Interviewer: "What words or phrases would you use to describe a good public official?"

Respondent: "Rare."

Does that respondent seem overly cynical, or is it just me?

Friday, August 08, 2008

Acoustic Friday

Top 5 On Friday - Week 186
From The Music Memoirs

Top 5 Acoustic Albums (But here's the hitch: Unpluggeds don't count.)

So the award-winning and quite excellent acoustic album by Eric Clapton is out? All right. Let's try these:

» Time Out by the Dave Brubbeck Quartet


» The First Decade by California Guitar Trio


» Return to the Heart by David Lanz



» Planet Swing by Girls From Mars


» Hush by Yo-Yo Ma and Bobby McFerrin

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

"An Extraordinary Life"

A perfect day, or so I say
From where I'm standing
This rollercoaster ride, fate will decide
The ending

Love everlasting, or lost on the way

The smiles and frowns, the ups and downs
Of fortune turning
The twists and turns, the lessons learned
The bridges burning

Nights to remember and never forget

Go, seize the day
Wake up and say
This is an
Extraordinary life

Enjoy today
Come what may
This is an
Extraordinary life

I gave it all, my cards have fallen
But I'm still alive
And in the end, believe my friend
I will survive

Glory and heartache, and all of the joy

All of the good times, and all of the bad
Responsibility is totally
Mine, I know

I rightly stand accused

But I believe that I can change

Yes, I can change my world


--
Music and Lyrics by John Wetton and Geoff Downes
From the Asia album Phoenix
© 2008 Frontiers Records Srl under exclusive license to EMI Music Marketing, a division of Capitol Records, Inc.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Way Too Much Time In The Car

We had one of our road trips this past weekend. Nancy's grandmother's family was hosting a family reunion in Burlington, Wyoming on Saturday. Nancy, whose work schedule is normally Friday through Monday, managed to get both Saturday and Sunday off by switching shifts with other employees. So after she finished work on Friday evening, we got in the car and headed out of town.

Our original plan was to drive part of the way that night, find a nice camping spot somewhere, and then wake up early and finish the drive in the morning. We left Salt Lake at around 8:30 on Friday night, making our way east on I-80 through Park City and Evanston, Wyoming. We turned north on US Highway 191 at Rock Springs and made our way to Farson. We turned right onto Wyoming Highway 28 and eventually merged with US 287 southeast of Lander, Wyoming.

We topped off the gas tank in Lander, where my mission trainer, Elder Duncan, grew up. There we had a decision to make. We decided to continue driving, maybe even all the way to Burlington. Nancy took over driving duties at this point, which would have been about 1:00 in the morning. We continued through Riverton, Shoshoni, Thermopolis, Worland, and several other towns with elevations larger than their populations. We were tired, but we talked and kept the music playing as we drove. We turned left on Wyoming Highway 30 at Basin, and a few minutes later rolled into Burlington. It was approximately 4:15 a.m. On the way we had seen on the road (and almost hit) six rabbits, two deer, a wolf, and somebody's house cat. Who says there's nothing interesting to see in Wyoming?

A quick word about the town of Burlington is in order here. It's a small town...really small. According to the most recent census (and the sign on the edge of town), it has a population of around 250. Only the main road through town is paved. It's so small that my Dad, who spent 25 years driving the back roads of Wyoming as a salesman in the ag business, had to ask me where it was.

Upon setting out on this little journey, we'd been told there would be camping facilities available at the park adjacent to the church where the reunion was to be held. However, after driving around town (which didn't take long, see above) we could see no such facilities available. There were no tents anywhere, and not so much as a porta-potty available for our...er, relief. Oh, and the sprinklers were on in the park. We drove briefly out of town to see if there was a campground or motel anywhere nearby, but there was not. So we returned to the church and set up our tent on the east lawn, hoping that if we weren't supposed to be camping there, the church would be least likely to have us arrested for trespassing.

As we finished setting up the test, I happened to look up into the eastern sky. It was beginning to grow lighter. It was 5:00 in the morning, and the sun would be up soon. We'd pulled an all-nighter.

We managed to sleep until about 9:00, when we started to hear people setting up in the pavilion on the west side of the church. We put on hats and shoes and made our way over, introducing ourselves and helping get things set up. Breakfast started around 9:30, with the rest of Nancy's family arriving from their hotel room in Cody just after 10:00. After breakfast we moved the tent to the shady area next to the pavilion, and I lay down for a nap. Nancy took advantage of the time to use the shower in the church's ladies' room.

I was abruptly awakened to something apocalyptic-sounding an hour and a half later; it turned out just to be Nancy's sister's dog trying to jump through the unopened tent door. But I was now fully awake, and lunch was being served. So we joined everyone for food and stories and making and renewing acquaintances. After games and conversations, there was an auction to raise money for next year's event. Nancy brought several items that raised about $85 in the auction. We also bought a few items, including two hand-stitched baby blankets. No, that isn't an announcement.

Things started to break up around 3:30 or 4:00. We cleaned up the area and took down our tent. Then, having spent the day in the same clothes I'd driven (and slept) in the previous night, I took a shower. It was cold. There was no hot water at all. After spending the day in the sun and in the church gym playing basketball with the kids it felt good, but it was still a little brisk for my taste. It was great to be clean and cool, though.

From Burlington we drove to Nancy's grandmother's home near Livingston, Montana. At the suggestion of one of the relatives, we took a shortcut on Wyoming 32 to Cowley. There we got on US 310 to Laurel, Montana, where we stopped for dinner at Subway. From there it was just a matter of following I-90 west to Livingston and finding her grandmother's house outside of town. We got to bed around midnight. We were assigned to the living room, where we slept on our air mattress on the floor. Air mattresses are one of the greatest inventions ever.

I awoke on Sunday morning around 7:30, got showered, and woke Nancy up. While she was getting cleaned up I deflated our mattress and got our stuff organized. We'd bought some rolls the previous night, so we put those in the oven while we got stuff cleaned up. We enjoyed hot cinnamon and orange rolls on the way back into Livingston for church. We stayed only for the Sacrament service, opting to get on the road as soon as we could. We still had eight hours' driving to do that day.

We had an opportunity to meet up with my parents and my nieces, who were coincidentally also in Montana for that weekend, but doing so would have required adding an hour of driving time to our trip, plus the time we'd spend with them. So, again in the interest of time, we declined, which Mom understood. We left Livingston and headed west to Bozeman and then south to West Yellowstone. From there we got on US 20 and experienced that annoying 20-mile stretch near Island Park, where on six different occasions the speed limit drops from 65 to 45, sometimes for as little as a quarter of a mile. Do you really need to slow down by twenty miles an hour for one building on each side of the road? Anyway, Nancy slept through most of this stretch of the drive, which was good because she hadn't really had a chance to nap on Saturday like I'd had. We stopped at a familiar truck stop south of Idaho Falls to fill up the gas tank, and Nancy took over the driving. We seem to have a pretty good system, with me taking the first shift driving and Nancy taking over when I get tired. It worked on Sunday afternoon as well, with Nancy taking us all the way back from Idaho Falls to Salt Lake. We arrived home around 8:30 Sunday night.

So, to recap our driving:

Salt Lake City to Burlington: 455 miles
Burlington to Livingston: 236 miles
Livingston to Salt Lake: 458 miles

That makes the total distance we traveled 1149 miles—in almost exactly 48 hours. That means that for the entire weekend, including all the time we spent sleeping, participating in the reunion, stopping for gas and meals, and attending church, as well as driving, we had an average speed of nearly 24 miles per hour.

It was a great trip, and I'm glad we went. I met a lot of new people, renewed some friendships, and heard a lot of great stories. And I got to spend pretty much the whole weekend with Nancy, which doesn't seem to happen a lot now that she's working weekends. But in all honesty, I have to say it's good to be home. Being in the car that much is not natural.