[The Need For Momentum ]

Do you ever have one of those days, where you don't really wake up
until you have already been running around at work/school/whatever for
half the day. I feel that I can be like that spiritually. I'll
stumble around for days at a time, half asleep, barely conceiving of
whats going on around me. It's in these times that I find myself
trying to float along, being nice, taking care of "responsibilities"
and whatnot....Until finally, God shakes me out of my stupor and
reminds me of who He made me to be.

He reminds me, directly and thorugh the encouragement of others, that
the things he has put on my heart he has put there for a reason. Just
because I don't see others as fired up about the issues I that I'm
passionate about, doesn't mean that I should disregard them. I'm far
too prone to supressing my passion in order to blend in. (as if it
works) That's when I get sluggish and dry. It often takes another
human voice to remind me of my priorities. I'm thankful that God
provides people that are willing to listen to and invest in somebody
as crazy as myself.

[ Caramelized Steak and Victoria's Secret ]

Today was a Monday with zero emotional scarring. While my average Monday seems to be composed primarily of rocks and hard places, today was mostly meetings and planning and the studying of action script.

Around noon, my roommate calls to invite me to dinner at Chad's infamous flip night: at the end of dinner the owner flips a coin, and if you call it right the entrees are free. (At $25 bucks a steak it's a worthwhile gamble) Chad had apparently changed his system. Instead of a single flip of a coin, there was this extra coin...with letters on it....carry the three.....and we pretty much paid the whole bill. While there was talk of flavorless sea bass, I was still satisfied with my choice of Jack Daniels Caramelized Rib Eye Steak. Ron + good steak = 'nuff said.

Ultimately, the night led to a brief period of window browsing in an open air mall, and a mixed company jaunt into Victoria's Secret. Amidst a series of discussions, including the true motives of G-strings and why "they" put nipples on mannequins, I became aware of the fact that all the really gaudy, awkward, extra lace, front-cover-of-the-catalog, pieces of lingerie are not designed for functionality or comfort, but to entice men. Looking around, noting my roommate's deepening shades of red, I found myself un-enticed. Of course, these outfits hung on hangers rather than the gentle frame of my new bride, yet still they didn't seem all that intriguing, save for the logistical issues that they must entail.

So, at $40 bucks and up for something that looks mighty uncomfortable, and not washer friendly, I have one suggestion for all the wives in the world: caramelized steak. That is enticing.