Wednesday, February 27, 2008

R.I.P. Larry Norman

One of the great pioneers of what we call Contemporary Christian Music, or CCM, has gone home. Larry was perhaps best known for his signature song, "Why Should the Devil Have All the Good Music?" And with that question, set to rock and roll, church music would never be the same.

I miss those early days of CCM. Concerts and merchandise were usually free, and we loved our "Jesus music." I remember being told how shameful it was to use rock and roll to tell the story of Jesus. I remember being told how CCM was all about drawing attention to self. Most importantly, I remember turning it up louder.

Thanks, Larry, for igniting the spark of CCM. Crank it up in Heaven for us!

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Doctor. Doctor. Doctor.

While this is one of my all time favorite movie scenes, seeing the real doctor is not as much fun as it used to be. I had a routine checkup this morning, and had to face an unpleasant reality: high blood pressure. This morning, though I was very calm and cheerful, my BP was 153/106. It has never been this high.

I am now on BP meds and have a follow up visit next week. It seems the sins and Tom Foolery of my youth are now coming back and asking for payment.

In conclusion, my two least favorite words in all the world, diet and exercise, are now essential parts of my life. They are no longer a suggestion or a good idea. My first order of business is to drop 50 pounds. So much for the Krispy Kreme diet!

I will keep you posted on my progess. Failure is not an option.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Sometimes, you just gotta stop...

...and blog.

My work schedule and my blogger schedule have a few crossed wires of late, but I am working out the kinks. I do very much enjoy the reunion of old friends here in the blogosphere. My original intention behind blogging was to open myself up on matters of faith, etc. and hopefully leave behind something that my children and future Vick generations could have.

Now blogging has created a place where I can keep up with my dear pals as if they were right here with me. Our lives and families have taken us all over the globe, and it's great that we can reconnect here. Though I confess to a vision of all of us blogger buds hooking up sometime, somewhere, and enjoying a group hug. Preferably before the 25th AHS reunion. Did I just say 25th?

(the blogger pauses to reflect and catch his breath)

Here's a question: Does anyone besides me ever get the urge to stand in a crowded elevator or restaurant and yell, "WOLVERINES!!"

I will take that one up with my therapist.

So with that, have a great day, blogger pals, and to my great-great grandchildren, my apologies.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Happy Super-Fat-Tuesday

Today is Super Tuesday for those who would be President. Following the day with an attitude of prayer.

It is also "Fat Tuesday," or, as I like to call it, "Loading Up Before Lent." Before giving up something for lent, one overindulges oneself in the thing today. What a world, what a world.

For me, today is just Tuesday. I am going to work soon to earn my keep and pay for my stuff. Yesterday my wife picked up a couple of refills under our new group policy from where I work. One prescription was only $10.00, the other was $138. Here's hoping that our next President will truly make healthcare reform a priority and not just a slogan to get elected.

Maybe I should run for office. I hear Gaston, SC is looking for a new mayor...

Friday, February 01, 2008

Like Father...?

Last night I had the privilege of seeing my daughter Jenna be inducted into the National Junior Beta Club at her school. I remember the Beta club when I was her age, but I was on the outside looking in. I was in the Honor Society in 8th grade. That's about all I can remember regarding my middle school academia. The rest is a blur of singing telegrams and other nuttiness with Jay.
I am proud of all my children, but this was a big deal in Jenna's life, and I hope her success only grows, as I wish for all my children.
To make me even more proud, Jenna recorded several radio spots for 96.7 here in Columbia during her job-shadowing project for school. She was supposed to come with me, but the company no longer allows it.
For those who wish to listen, she can be heard again at 3:15 pm and 5:11 pm. Out of towners can stream over the net. Hearing her over the airwaves took me back to my days at WQXL in Columbia back in the late 80s. It was the most fun I ever had making $3.35 and hour.

The Other Day, I Woke Up Differently

Back in the day, I was a die hard Republican. I voted Republican in every election, and I believed (and I still do) that Ronald Reagan restored hope and pride to America. I was a proud member of my local, "Silver Elephant" club, and I attended the meetings. In 1994, a fellow Elephant tried to convince me to run for chair of my local precinct. I wimped out. What if...?
I digress.
The other day, I woke up with a startling realization: I like Barack Obama. I like his vision, and the clarity with which he casts it. I like his attitude. I have not seen any mudslinging from this guy. I feel like I can trust him. He says the things that I would say if I were running for President. Of course, all of my speeches would begin with, "You don't know me, but..."
In an odd twist of events, my longtime pal, Rick, the king of java-related fair, announced on his blog the very same day I woke up different that he has chosen to support Senator Obama as well. Today I find that Steve is changing too. Could it be that George's music has somehow subliminally swayed us from the straight and narrow?
Maybe (kidding George), but I prefer to think that we gents are just growing up. Having children and realizing that there may actually be fewer days ahead than behind have changed what used to be important. For me, it was just important to be right, or at least on the side of "right." From 1996-1999, I couldn't be wrong. Then life began to change for me. The things I was "right" about were way beyond "right and wrong."
A treasured friend began to challenge me and my right wing way of life. And then, when my life had the rug pulled from beneath it, my right-wing comrades dropped me like mucus-filled tissue. The people who stuck by me taught me the only really "right" thing of eternal value: Love God and love others. I have never gone wrong in trying to practice this commandment.
I see the world differently than I did 20 years ago. I am ready to do whatever is necessary to ensure that my children have a decent world to live in after I am gone. Senator Obama is giving me a glimmer of hope that this decent world may actually be within our reach. I am excited to watch this process play out while I cast my vote at the appointed time.
Many of my friends support former Gov. Mike Huckabee. Mainly for his conservative, Baptist values, to be sure. Nothing wrong with having values...not at all. But do we really want to trust the free world to the Southern Baptist Convention? Nah! Huckabee will drop out soon (my prediction), but don't fret, his loyal supporters. He will have enough high paying SBC speaking engagements to last for quite awhile. I realize I am speaking "in the flesh" here. But it is just so much fun!
Have I also mentioned that I don't think Oprah is a total flake anymore? This is another topic for another post, but, while I do not agree with her spirituality, I applaud what she has done with her fortune. She has my respect.
The Other Day, I Woke Up Differently. At least I find myself in good company.
Editor's Note: After several attempts, I could not get my paragraphs to separate. This is a common problem I am having with blogger, and not a lack of English Grammar training courtesy of Dr. Mad Ox. Thank you for your continued support and for reading between the lines! Ha!