Hey guys,How is everybody? Good? Good. I’m glad to hear it (if you said “bad” I’m very sorry and I feel your pain).
Well? You guys came through in a BIG way and now I am on Pandora Radio!!!!! You guys rock!!! If you don’t have Pandora and you spend any time at all on a computer, you can just go to
Pandora.com and sign up (totally free…no strings…not even any e-mails from them ever!!!) and listen to great music. You can just search for me and make your own channel with me and other people you like or you can click on this:charlie Dodrill Pandora
what else is new…..I signed a record deal in another country! That’s pretty cool, huh? What country, you ask (if you didn’t ask, you’re probably thinking I’m pretty presumptuous…to which I would say….”I’d rather be presumptuous than sumpretuous, so there” [and that would show you!])? (look at that punctuation work!)
Many of you already have a good guess, but I will answer in riddle fashion as is consistent with my blogs…the answer will be hidden in a song:
Traveling in a fried-out combieOn a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
Dang that Groundhog!!! I heard a silly rumor that he didn’t see his shadow and was just hanging out, so I immediately went to my closet and put all my winter stuff away and put on my shorts, tank top (and trust me…I look like a tank in it [creepy eyebrow raise up and down]) and went
outside only to find out that I was lied to and that the wretched and unnaturally skittish (I mean, come on…really?..scared of your shadow?!?) did, in fact, see his shadow, causing me much discomfort while I waited for the bus practically in my skivvies while the snow fell. That’s just too much power for one animal without opposeable thumbs, in my humble opinion.I started going to sculpt class at the YMCA. Some friends talked me into it (body sculpt, not like making pots and definitely nothing like the scene from Ghost) and I decided to give it a try. I’m usually the only guy or one of a very few in a room full of women. Also, I’m bigger than all of
them. Also, we’re lifting about the same amount of weights, and while I grimace, grunt, and struggle, they all look with stoic, unflinching faces. The most disconcerting is the woman who is usually beside me who is probably pushing 70 who shows absolutely no discomfort as she uses the same weights I do. I am embarrassed, but determined to surpass her, then proceed to talking some serious trash to her when I do. This goal keeps me motivated.
Buying bread from a man in BrusselsHe was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
I also found out that there are a few Charlie Dodrill ringtones out there. http://audiko.net
Winter is a little difficult for me with one of my OCD leaning tendencies. The winter one is this: If I see someone with fur on his/her person, I have a desperate need to touch it. Sometimes that means chasing someone down from across a room and petting them without them knowing. If the person catches me, it doesn’t matter. I still have to touch it. So if any of you out there are fur coat wearers (but not a real fur coat-that’s cruel), and some random person comes up to you and starts petting you, it doesn’t necessarily mean that s/he’s creepy (well, actually, it probably does…nevermind).
I have become obsessed with the “pickin on” series of music. What this is is some bluegrass pickers just take songs that you know and do them in bluegrass style. They do Dave Matthews, John Mayer, Elton John, Bob Marley, U2, Lifehouse, Relient K…all kinds of people. It’s great music to listen to at work (speaking of good work music, I recommend Abe Quigley www.abequigley.com). I do have a fear that this is the first step towards elevator music, though and I worried that I’m becoming and old hillbilly.
Question for you: out of the embarrassing things I’ve shared I like over the last few blogs, which is the worst?
1. High School Musical
2. That Miley Cyrus song
3. Hillbilly elevator music
Cool J and I got Flight of the Conchords tickets!!!! Yessssssssssssssss!
Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
I’m being blown away by three books right now, all by Larry Crabb. The titles are: Shattered Dreams, The Pressure’s Off, and The Safest Place on Earth. They are all VERY good. None try to solve a problem or give you an answer that is going to solve every problem. Have you ever noticed that when you read something or hear a sermon that gives an answer or says, “If….then….”, you can almost always think of an exception to that? Whether it be parents who have been wonderful with kids who are jacked up, or someone who has been devout her whole life dying of cancer, or a generous man losing everything in the stock market or a natural disaster….there seems always to be an exception to our linear “if…then…” thinking.
Friends, the “if…then…” has gone away with the Old Covenant and now we rely completely on the mercy of the One who loves us dearly and with every ounce of his substantial (to say the least) being. We truly bring nothing to the table, and if we want an “if…then…” way, then we truly do not understand the situation very well. It is a scary place to be until we know and trust the love that He has for us. The more we lean and experience Him in that way, where we put every ounce of weight on His mercy and not on our own merit, the more we live in that Love and the more rest we have. He is so much greater than we can ever fathom!!! What a great One!!!
And he said,"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
