Amazon has a feature called Grownup School that I was totally unaware of. It’s an awesome idea–ask experts what books they think are best in their field and let the rest of us in on the secret. Found via Freakonomics blog.
Walking across White Plaza today I noticed that heavy-metal cover band Crooked Mile was performing. They were quite talented. And they were extremely loud. And they had no audience. That’s why we don’t do big musical outreaches on campus–Stanford students just don’t stop and listen.
I am shocked at the staggering success that is McDonald’s marketing.
Dana doesn’t watch television yet. To my knowledge, she’s never seen a McDonald’s commercial on television.
We’ve been precisely three times.
Once at a drive-through. Dana got some french fries. She loved them.
Last week after church we took her to a play land with the pastor’s kids. She kept yelling, “french fries!” all the way over.
Last week on a rainy day Paula mentioned that perhaps we should take Dana to McDonald’s to play since the ground was moist. Dana bolted from her seat and yelled, “McDonald’s!”
I think they put heroin in the ketchup.
For all my dear ministerial colleagues with a sense of humor: you have each received horrible voicemails before. What you’ve never been able to do is turn them into a dance mix. If you are like me, you won’t be able to laugh at the original. It just sounds too familiar. But if you are at all like me, you won’t be able to stop laughing at the remix version. It just sounds too beautiful.
College students often hear missionaries slandered in their classes as evil cultural imperialists who take advantage of native peoples around the world. Tragically, they rarely take the time to investigate the evidence.
I was oddly charmed by this video of a man dancing around the world.