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14
Feb
10

A British Super Bowl

As I was drinking my coffee the other morning and reading The Wall Street Journal (we don’t actually have a subscription, but we used to, and it still randomly shows up at our door from time to time), I came across a little blurb about how the BBC carried live coverage of the Super Bowl this year. How odd is that?

I ran a few searches to see if I could find out what watching the Super Bowl would be like in Great Britain. For one thing, since the BBC carried it live, it came on at 11 pm and went until 3 or 4 in the morning. Obviously, only the die-hards would do something crazy like stay up all night and watch American football. Are there enough American expatriates to make it worth the BBC’s while? I wondered. But at least a few native Brits were up. I found a video blog on You Tube made by a young man who was having a Super Bowl party at his house (“nothing much, just 10 or 15 people coming round”).  Apparently he’s a fan of American football, and even though he can’t pronounce the names of some of the teams, at least he tries. Among the party snacks was a substantial amount of Red Bull to keep  everyone awake!

Another interesting aspect of the British Super Bowl was the complete lack of commercials. The Super Bowl without commercials? Who could imagine such a thing? But, as one article from the Times (London) points out, “If there is one thing we know about the BBC, it’s that it takes a dim view of…adverts and has never shown one.” So the poor British announcers who were given the task of covering this strange, foreign event were also given absolutely no breaks: “Every moment that, in the United States, would have been usefully spent hawking cheese-flavoured Doritos, Woodson and Carlson had to fill with animated conversation. This made them the first sports pundits in living memory to be on the screen for slightly longer, in total, than the game they were analysing.”

What an odd experience this must have been for our friends across the pond. I hope, at least, that they enjoyed it!

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07
Feb
10

The Road Not Traveled

Yesterday, as I was walking through Wal-Mart (a detestable madhouse of chaos and confusion, even more than usual), I ran into one of my old high school teachers, whom I haven’t seen since graduation. After introducing herself to E. and cooing over Baby C. for a minute, she asked me if I had graduated college, and upon my reply to the affirmative, asked innocently, “So what are you working on now? Master’s, Ph.D, or are you teaching?”
Of course, I’m not doing any of those three things, but it’s funny to think about the fact that her question was a perfectly reasonable one considering the path I had been on in high school. As a driven student and a lover of all things academic, it seemed inevitable that I would go down that path; I was planning on it myself, in the event that I didn’t find anyone willing to marry me.
But I did find someone willing to marry me, and boy, am I glad. Still, I wonder sometimes what I would have been like if things had turned out differently. Would the Me who followed her academic dreams have been happy? Would she be a better/worse person? I like to think of this hypothetical Me as my Mirror Universe self (see: Star Trek). So much of who we are is determined by our choices and experiences and what we learn from them… so she wouldn’t really be Me at all.
But of course, that’s all completely fruitless speculation. God is sovereign, and he had my course laid in at the beginning of time. This is who I was always going to be at age 24. And, contrary to what some physicists and many sci-fi fans like to think, there isn’t some alternate universe out there where my life is playing out any other way. Thanks be to Jesus.
07
Feb
10

Random Idea #15

I have a coffee mug with all the names of coffee in different languages written all over it (coffee, cafe, kaffe, etc.). But here’s an even better idea: someone should make a mug with the names of all the hot drinks in Star Trek on it. So we’d have things like “Tarkalean Tea,” or “Coffee, black,” or “Tea, Earl Grey, hot.”  Nerdy, you say? Well, sure, but I’d buy it.

After all, I must have something with which to drink my raktajino.

12
Jan
10

I am hoping… but no promises.

Today I discovered that WordPress has developed an iPhone program that allows writing and updating of their blogs. This is my first post with the program and it seems to be pretty seamless.

This program will allow me to post pictures from my phone as well as write posts on the go.

Here’s to blogging more in the new year!

Eric

07
Mar
06

Here is my desk as I work on the Lubbock Music Center Project:


Pretty organized huh? I cleaned it all up after the last project. Take note of the drink LN…

04
Mar
06

How is this new color scheme? Can everyone see all the fonts on their monitors? Let me know so that I can get it right.

02
Mar
06

Tim Challies is at it again–

Right now he is “LiveBlogging” the Shepherd’s Conference at Grace Community Church in Sun Valley, California, and from what I have read so far he has already gotten some really good teaching.

I encourage all to read his blog and learn. There are so many good and edifiying biblically based blogs out there to read. Some, like Faith and Practice are basically like reading tough sermons (though they are a little shorter) and some, like Tim’s or The Team Pyro Blog are a little easier to swallow though they have their moments too (and over my head some times)

Have a Good Day!




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I want to clarify that there is no political problem that is not really a heart problem with hearts not connected to Christ. Only one Kingdom is really important, and this isn't it.

But just as it's sad to see poorly coded software, a badly built building, or an ugly city, it's even more sad to see a nation being thrown away. As custodians of this earth, we should do better.

-Mark Ritchie