I was thinking yesterday evening. More specifically, I was tripping on some post dinner starbucks coffee (I'm sort of like the Gremlins-don't feed me Starbucks after 6pm).
What if I got on a football team. I went to the weight room everytime the strength coach was there. I worked out like crazy, ate the right stuff, bulked up like crazy. What if I went to practice everyday, got there early, stayed late, and did all the drills. What if I took the play book home and studied backwards and forwards, knew every players assignment on ever play. What if i did this but never, I mean never, got in a game. Never played a down. Never even got in on the last play of the game when the quarterback takes a knee. I'm talking never got on the field. Would I really be a football player?
Jesus said the law was summed up in two commandments. Love his dad, and love all your neighbors. What if I memorize scripture, pay my tithe, got to church and hang out with other "non sinners" like myself everytime the door is open. Do I have to finish this to make my point?
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
I'm thinking about a couple of things.
First, a very wise friend of mine recently told me his wish for his children is that they would be successful in a manner of which they deem success. I thought that was excellent.
Secondly, I was thinking about helmets. This is a long story, go away if you don't want to waste to much time.
It starts when I was about 10 or 11. We had backdoor neighbors, the Garretts, who had three sons and one daughter. My family has three daughters and one son. I often thought that maybe it would work out better if we would just switch and both families become more uniform. I didn't think my parents would want to give me up so I never pursued it. Anyway, the Garret's dad had been a motorcycle cop so he had an affinity for motorcycle so he bought the boys an old Honda. A Honda Dream to be exact. I thought this was the coolest thing in the world.
I didn't think there was anyway my parents would get me a motorcycle so I limited my desires to something more obtainable. I decide I would get a motorcycle helmet. My thought was if I bought a helmet it would only be logical that a motorcycle would have to come along soon after.
Every Saturday night my grandparents would take us to Crossroads Mall in Roanoke for dinner. Afterwards everybody would split up and go do shopping or whatever. That Saturday I found my helmet in Woolco, sort of the 60's version of Target. It was red, sure they had a red ,white, and blue one with the Easy Rider theme, but I preferred the red one. I went and found my dad and brought him back. "Look Dad, only 19.95 and I can wear it when I get doubled on the Garret's motorcycle. No Dice. It might have cost a million dollars. I didn't have access to much money and every time I got up to $4.00 saved I went to the Hobby Store (again on Saturdays at Crossroads Mall) and bought a new AFX race car for my slot car set. I never got that helmet.
Until. A few years ago I decided to dip my toe in to motor sports, a life long desire now with in reach. I was going to go autocrossing. First I needed a helmet. Of the the local motorcycle shop to pick one out. I didn't want one that looked like a motorcycle helmet so I found a nice open face white one with a visor. Looked just like the one that Mannix wore in the opening of his show (was on Saturday nights after we got back from the Mall). My wife called it my Adam Ant helmet, seems it was rather large.
Turns out my theory about the helmet attracting the motorcycle worked, next thing I know I had purchased a motorcycle. Well after my first ride and first few hundred bugs in the face I decided I wanted a full face helmet. Back to the store to get a nice black one.
That served me well until I decided to take my car to the actual race track.Seems at the race track, motorcycle helmets won't cut it in a car. Motorcycle helmets are to protect you from bouncing on the highway. Auto Racing Helmets protect you from burning in your car. So, I bought my second helmet. I kept the box that it came in for ever, it said GForce Racing. How cool is that.
Three helmets now how cool is that. What is way cooler is that those motorcycle helmets work. I did go bouncing down the highway, tore up the helmet. Had to buy another, this one was nicer. Lots of air vents and I now have installed a head set with FM Radio, Ipod, Bluetooth and intercom. How many times can I say cool in a blog?
Well, today I got another racing helmet. I am starting to do some wheel to wheel racing and they require a helmet with a visor. That brings the helmet count up to 5. My wife has almost caught me though. She had to get a helmet to ride behind me on the bike (1) then a modular helmet, I think because some money was burning a hole in her pocket (2) then when she bought a red bike she had to get a red helmet (3) then when she got a green bike, you guessed it. (4). Helmets are accessories to woman so they must match like shoes and handbags. I am not arguing that point.
That brings my house hold count up to 9. You know the shelf in most people home that hold cook books? Ours has helmets.
The moral of the story. If that kid standing in Woolco lusting after that red helmet could see me know we would know I am one of the most successful people on the planet!
Secondly, I was thinking about helmets. This is a long story, go away if you don't want to waste to much time.
It starts when I was about 10 or 11. We had backdoor neighbors, the Garretts, who had three sons and one daughter. My family has three daughters and one son. I often thought that maybe it would work out better if we would just switch and both families become more uniform. I didn't think my parents would want to give me up so I never pursued it. Anyway, the Garret's dad had been a motorcycle cop so he had an affinity for motorcycle so he bought the boys an old Honda. A Honda Dream to be exact. I thought this was the coolest thing in the world.
I didn't think there was anyway my parents would get me a motorcycle so I limited my desires to something more obtainable. I decide I would get a motorcycle helmet. My thought was if I bought a helmet it would only be logical that a motorcycle would have to come along soon after.
Every Saturday night my grandparents would take us to Crossroads Mall in Roanoke for dinner. Afterwards everybody would split up and go do shopping or whatever. That Saturday I found my helmet in Woolco, sort of the 60's version of Target. It was red, sure they had a red ,white, and blue one with the Easy Rider theme, but I preferred the red one. I went and found my dad and brought him back. "Look Dad, only 19.95 and I can wear it when I get doubled on the Garret's motorcycle. No Dice. It might have cost a million dollars. I didn't have access to much money and every time I got up to $4.00 saved I went to the Hobby Store (again on Saturdays at Crossroads Mall) and bought a new AFX race car for my slot car set. I never got that helmet.
Until. A few years ago I decided to dip my toe in to motor sports, a life long desire now with in reach. I was going to go autocrossing. First I needed a helmet. Of the the local motorcycle shop to pick one out. I didn't want one that looked like a motorcycle helmet so I found a nice open face white one with a visor. Looked just like the one that Mannix wore in the opening of his show (was on Saturday nights after we got back from the Mall). My wife called it my Adam Ant helmet, seems it was rather large.
Turns out my theory about the helmet attracting the motorcycle worked, next thing I know I had purchased a motorcycle. Well after my first ride and first few hundred bugs in the face I decided I wanted a full face helmet. Back to the store to get a nice black one.
That served me well until I decided to take my car to the actual race track.Seems at the race track, motorcycle helmets won't cut it in a car. Motorcycle helmets are to protect you from bouncing on the highway. Auto Racing Helmets protect you from burning in your car. So, I bought my second helmet. I kept the box that it came in for ever, it said GForce Racing. How cool is that.
Three helmets now how cool is that. What is way cooler is that those motorcycle helmets work. I did go bouncing down the highway, tore up the helmet. Had to buy another, this one was nicer. Lots of air vents and I now have installed a head set with FM Radio, Ipod, Bluetooth and intercom. How many times can I say cool in a blog?
Well, today I got another racing helmet. I am starting to do some wheel to wheel racing and they require a helmet with a visor. That brings the helmet count up to 5. My wife has almost caught me though. She had to get a helmet to ride behind me on the bike (1) then a modular helmet, I think because some money was burning a hole in her pocket (2) then when she bought a red bike she had to get a red helmet (3) then when she got a green bike, you guessed it. (4). Helmets are accessories to woman so they must match like shoes and handbags. I am not arguing that point.
That brings my house hold count up to 9. You know the shelf in most people home that hold cook books? Ours has helmets.
The moral of the story. If that kid standing in Woolco lusting after that red helmet could see me know we would know I am one of the most successful people on the planet!
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