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25 random things.

I’m usually late when it comes to memes, and I had actually posted much of this on my Facebook notes way back in February. But I realized I never posted them here.

So, for your entertainment/amusement/shock/whatever, here are twenty-five random facts about yours truly.

  1. I have severe social anxiety; I have to force myself to leave my apartment. I also deal with arrested development disorder and dysthymia (long-term depression).
  2. I do not own a car. I ride a 2007 Suzuki Burgman 400 maxi-scooter. I also own a 2004 Yamaha Vino 125 scooter that is retired in my ex-wife’s garage after riding it over 25,000 miles. In the event of my imminent bankruptcy, HSBC Bank will get it back.
  3. I purchased said Burgman in September of 2007. I’ve ridden it over 20,000 miles since then.
  4. I’m a Disney freak. I spend nearly every weekend in Walt Disney World. When I lived in California (until 2000), I spent almost every day in Disneyland. I would bring my handheld PC with me to work on my invoices there.
  5. I once rode my Vino 125 from Lakeland, FL to Daytona Beach to attend a F.A.I.T.H. Riders chapter commissioning. It was a four-hour backroads trip that required me to leave at 4:30 in the morning in order to arrive by 8:30 AM. They made me trailer the bike home. The trip has become somewhat of a F.A.I.T.H. Riders legend.
  6. While I receive a lot of compliments on my penmanship, I don’t like to write by hand. You will rarely get a handwritten letter from me.
  7. I was bullied daily from the second grade through high school. It still affects me at the age of 37 (see #1).
  8. Because of the aforementioned bullying, I intentionally flunked a semester of P.E. in high school by refusing to change out of my street clothes into my P.E. uniform (t-shirt and shorts). When I made up the semester my senior year, it was the only time I ever got an "A" in P.E.
  9. I am genuinely afraid of answering a telephone (see #1 again). The best and quickest way to reach me is by e-mail. It drives my girlfriend nuts.
  10. I first learned how to play guitar. Then I learned how to play keyboard by matching the sounds of the notes on the guitar with the notes on the keyboard. I then learned to play in church by ear. My friend, the church pianist, would play the song and I would figure out the chords by ear to play on the keyboard.
  11. I met my now ex-wife in an AOL chat room. The first time we met face-to-face was the night we got engaged. She also told me she was filing for divorce in an e-mail.
  12. In spite of my severe social anxiety, I love public speaking and especially sharing my story with others.
  13. I was told at my mother’s funeral in 1996 that I should consider a career as a writer for Hallmark.
  14. My musical tastes range from classical to smooth jazz to country to gothic metal. I do not like rap.
  15. I am a huge Mylène Farmer fan. Laurent Boutonnat is a songwriting genius.
  16. I will often turn off a TV or radio program or commercial where the protagonist is in an embarrassing or compromising position (or is otherwise generally behaving like an idiot) out of embarrassment for the person in the commercial.
  17. I am convinced that most of the drivers in my area received their driver’s education at the Richard Petty Driving School.
  18. I don’t drink because I don’t like the taste of alcohol, although my girlfriend/fiancée has turned me on to local wines. However, I haven’t had any since she returned to California from her last visit (in February).
  19. I first met my current girlfriend in junior high school; then we lost touch for 20-plus years until 2008 when she found me on MySpace several months after my divorce.
  20. I do most of my grocery shopping at Walmart at 3 or 4 AM. It’s the center of Plant City social life.
  21. I am not much of a reader. Reading books puts me to sleep. Maybe it’s because of all the scholarly texts I had to read in bible college. Since graduating Bible college in 1996, of the many books I have started to read, I have only finished two of them—Mark Lowry’s “Live Long and Die Laughing” and the biography “Rachel’s Tears” (the story of one of the Columbine victims).
  22. I’m a visual, hands-on learner. I’d rather just use the product to learn it or work with examples.
  23. I am self-taught with HTML, PHP, VB, VBA, DocBook, and TeX/LaTeX.
  24. Since moving to Florida I consider any temperature below 70°F to be "freezing."
  25. I write nearly all of my correspondence using LaTeX rather than Word.

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Symbols.

My one-bedroom apartment gets messy rather quickly. The point where I’m no longer able to find what I need usually is the indicator that it needs to be cleaned up. It was while I was picking up some things tonight that I found an empty tin of Copenhagen® snuff.

The tin is not mine. I’ve never smoked a cigarette or dipped chewing tobacco in my life. In a similar manner that I don’t have much of a taste for alcohol, I just can’t imagine why some people choose to purposely inhale smoke. But there’s a reason I’ve kept this tin around the apartment for what’s now going on three and a half years.

The tin belonged to one of the guys in my CR small group. While the group I facilitated was specific to men’s sexual addiction, it was certainly not usual (in fact, it was expected) that it was not the only issue that each person in the group was dealing with; sexual addiction was simply the big issue that they felt they needed to address in their lives, and I’ve found often that when it’s dealt with, the other issues like anger and other addictions sometimes resolve themselves because they can apply what they receive here in the other areas of their lives.

The tin belonged to a long-time leader of the ministry who for a while helped me out with facilitating when our particular small group was started. At the time he was off alcohol for a number of years and heavily involved in A.A., and also dealing with compulsive gambling, but also had a tobacco habit since his teens. The very last meeting in 2005 before New Year’s Eve he decided he was going to quit tobacco. Cold Turkey. He took this tin out of his pocket and dumped the contents in the trash can in front of every guy in the room. Not wanting to leave it in the trash can at a church he put the empty tin back in his pocket; on our way out of small group I took the empty tin from him.  It sat at my work area at home ever since, and it moved with me when I gave up the house in the divorce and moved to this apartment. He’s been tobacco free ever since that night, and the empty tin that now sits on my shelf is a testimony to it along with other mementos from the past.

It’s also a reminder. I set it on the self within clear view as a reminder for me to pray for him, and when people ask about when they visit (not that I ever have any visitors) I can share with them this man’s story.  To some it’s an empty throw-away; for me it symbolizes a restored/recycled life—much like the process I’m still going through.

In all of our lives there are symbols—things, physical objects that may seem mundane or meaningless to others, but has significant, life-altering meaning for those who know the story behind it. This little tin sits on my late grandfather’s jewelry box, which is full of tie pins and cuff links, an old watch that no longer works, old name badges from when he worked at Ralphs as a meat cutter and Anaheim Stadium as a vendor, gun club pins, and two Catholic rosaries that belonged to my late grandmother (even though I’m a former Catholic). There are even a couple of bullets in there from when my late grandfather shot at the ranges. Everything in that box has a meaning of some kind attached to it. I also have a small toiletry case that belonged to my grandmother that has old letters I’ve received, cards, old driver’s licenses, Disneyland brochures from the times I used to go as an annual passholder, letters from Vee, etc.  They all have meaning.  Even though I’m not Catholic, I have a lot of my late grandmother’s religious items (she was devoutly Catholic) and display them around the apartment. One of those items is a “sick kit” that is used by Catholic priests to administer last rites to the sick.

What do you keep around your life as reminders? Not just pictures, but what physical objects from the past do you still have as reminders and symbols to you? What do they mean to you? Have we become so much of a “throw away” culture that we’ve forgotten about the generations and friends that went before us?

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How we study.

Oops. ;-)

I think I put a local pastor on the defensive with a reply to his Facebook status update about what looks to me like “cramming” on Saturday night in preparation for preaching the next morning. A lot of times preachers get stuck in the habit of having to cram on Saturday nights because the rest of the week gets too packed with other “pastoral” things; some preachers can handle only having the night before to prepare.

I have to admit, a lot of pentecostal preaching can get away with a Saturday night cram. I’ve had to do it a few times preparing for online studies, but I just can’t work that way week in, week out when I’m preparing to teach or preach (which hasn’t happened lately, now that I’m pretty much disqualified from any kind of pulpit ministry in most churches because of the divorce last year—knocked out of the running before I even apply).

My preparation has always involved a day of intensive research and study and mind-mapping, then a day of writing out my material (because I’ve always been a better writer with my social anxiety, and I’m more comfortable talking with it even if I hardly look at it at a pulpit).

The research time is spent digging not just into the scripture I want to talk on, but also digging into the “academy”—journals, lexicons, old commentaries, ancient, rabbinical, and intertestamental writings—because I realize that the scriptures were sourced at least 2,000 years ago, and I want to find a way to immerse myself into that culture, that time.  I want to know as much as possible about what these things would have meant to them before I even think about what it would mean to me in the 21st century. This is especially true when I lead talks about the parables (like the entry I posted earlier about the Talents) because knowing the culture and times of the people who heard these the first time brings some very important (and sometimes paradigm-changing) insight into what it should mean to me today.  Studying the stilling of the storm (Mark 4:35-41) took a major turn in my thinking when I discovered that the language Jesus used to stop the storm was, in the original Greek that Mark used, the technical language of an exorcism; then I dug even further to see that there was so much more in that moment then Jesus simply telling the sea of Galilee to shut up (that’s for a whole other post).  I read, I hilite, I write down notes and start sketching together what the points will be.  For a lot of preachers it’s laborious and tedious, and boring.  For me, it’s incredible fun. :-)

The next day is spent taking the starting points from my study time and coalescing it into a paper that is the base text for what happens at the pulpit.

Pastor/Teachers: I’m interested in hearing about your preparation time.  There’s no right or wrong way to prepare, unless of course you’re missing out on the key text for preaching, which is the Scriptures. :-)

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Kyle Rae Sweet, 1956–2009

(copied from Stryper’s MySpace blog)


The Passing of Kyle Sweet
Wife of Musician Michael Sweet

Kyle Rae Sweet
1956-2009

Kyle Rae Sweet has passed on and is now at peace with her Savior, our Lord Jesus Christ. Please continue to pray for the Sweet family. We ask that if you wish to express your sympathies within an e-mail that you send them to the following e-mail address: thesweetfamily@michaelsweet.com

Kyle was diagnosed with cancer in February 2007. She passed away at 8:30 p.m. ET on Thursday, March 5, 2009.

Kyle’s life was dedicated to caring for her husband and home-schooling their two children. Her heart’s desire was for their children to attend college. To best honor Kyle’s work as a home-school mom there has been a fund set up called The Sweet Children’s College Fund.

In lieu of flowers, donations to this fund can be made payable and mailed to:
Sweet Children’s College Fund
Sovereign Bank
50 Cohasset Avenue
Buzzards Bay, MA 02532

Sympathy Cards may be mailed to:
Evangelical Free Church of East Dennis
P.O. Box 755
East Dennis, MA 02641

The Sweet Family wishes to have a private funeral service which will be held in the following days.

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Some enhancements to my iTunes AppleScript

I made a few enhancements to the AppleScript I use to grab information on the currently playing track/podcast/stream in iTunes on my Mac to then paste into an email or Twitter or whatever other application I’m using at the moment.

The updates will format the message depending on what kind of item I’m listening to (a song in my library, a podcast episode, or a stream over the Internet).

Because to actually paste the information into an application requires that I call the application (which AppleScript has no way to predict), I stop at copying the information to the clipboard, and then I simply Cmd+V the information into the application I’m using.

The output looks like this depending on what I’m listening to, and what criteria the script is looking for:

A podcast (the “current track” object has a “podcast” property set to boolean TRUE if the track is from a podcast):

Listening to “Key Five Identity – Luke 20:41″ from the podcast “Robinwood Church Sermon Podcast – Lead Pastor David Housholder”

A track in my regular library (the “podcast” property for the current track will be set to boolean FALSE):

Listening to “Alone Tonight (Radio Mix)” by Above & Beyond

An audio stream from the Internet (the “current playlist” object will have the class “radio tuner playlist” instead of “user playlist”; note I check this first because the properties I need to retrieve are different from the properties needed for a podcast episode or normal track):

Listening to “Ron Fattorusso – I Know You’re There – Up All Night” on the “SmoothJazz.com” stream

And, a quick scripting tip: The “¬” character is a line-continuation symbol (similar to using the underscore character in Visual BASIC to break up a line of code to make it more readable). In Apple’s Script Editor you type Option+Return to insert it. The code will format itself when you compile or run it. In order to access the system clipboard you have to wrap your iTunes requests in a request to System Events. To insert quotation marks into your output you can use the quote constant.

To access this from your menu bar, save this to “~/Library/Scripts” (for just yourself) or “/Library/Scripts” (for all users) and enable your script menu by checking on the appropriate checkbox in AppleScript Utility.

tell application "System Events"
	tell application "iTunes"
		set the clipboard to "Listening to "
		if the class of the current playlist is (radio tuner playlist) then
			set the clipboard to (the clipboard) & ¬
				quote & the current stream title & quote & ¬
				" on the " & quote & the name of the current track & quote & ¬
				" stream"
		else
			if the podcast of the current track is true then
				set the clipboard to (the clipboard) & ¬
					quote & the name of the current track & quote ¬
					& " from the podcast " & quote & ¬
					the album of the current track & quote
			else
				set the clipboard to (the clipboard) & ¬
					quote & the name of the current track & quote & ¬
					" by " & the artist of the current track
			end if
		end if
	end tell
end tell

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The Last Goodbye to Lakeland

Yesterday was another day of expressing goodbyes to a lot of people that I have spent the past four to seven years with in Lakeland as I complete the move to Plant City.

I made a final visit to FBC @ The Mall for the 8:00 AM service and then to attend the 9:30 AM F.A.I.T.H. Riders Bible Study to say goodbye to friends and fellow riders. While I do plan to continue showing up at the monthly Bike Nights and on the rides as I’m able, yesterday was my last Sunday morning trip into Lakeland since I’ll be changing churches with the move. I realized that the new Free Riders Fellowship is less than a 1-1/2 mile stroll from my new apartment, so I may be attending there for a while until my financial situation stabilizes and I can find a job again, so I can consume as little gas on the scoot as possible.

I am quite literally out of money; the move drained what little resources I had left. Of the two checking accounts, the joint account is overdrawn nearly $150, and my new individual one has $7 available after covering the overdraft on the first one and buying groceries for the week (as well as a small pot-and-pan set so I can at least boil water). I cashed out my Linden Dollar balance in Second Life®, but that doesn’t leave me with much after I pay the increase in my scooter’s insurance rate that resulted from the change of ZIP™ codes. I’m just hoping to get the divorce matter settled in the next few weeks so I can receive that money and be able to pay the rent and catch up on the bills and credit card payments I’ll miss between now and then. I also reapplied for unemployment, which will help pay for the basics until I have a job, but won’t pay any other bills. Then, there’s the matter of child support.

After church yesterday I made a final trip to the house to pick up the rest of the clothing that I had left in the dryer when I moved out. There have already been a lot of changes made since I left: the garage is reorganized, the locks on all the doors were rekeyed, Princess is now outside in a doghouse instead of her crate in the bedroom when no one is home (although she seems to be enjoying the freedom of having the run of the backyard). After getting the last of my things (including my hiking stick for geocaching), I packed all my keys and a couple of pieces of mail that were inadvertently forwarded to the apartment, along with my wedding ring, into a padded envelope and put it on the grill tray next to the garage door, then added my garage door remote to the pile after hitting the button to start its closing.

So, the garage door lowers and closes, and with it closes everything from the past that needed resolution. It’s officially over now; the rest is just legal process. I start again, with nothing.

I haven’t taken the time yet to start exploring this new neighborhood. All I can say is this:

Man, I thought Lakeland was laid back…

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Second Life: Where have I been?

I’ve been asked more than once lately where I’ve been in Second Life®—or more specifically, why I haven’t been around much online in that community.

The main reason: I honesty haven’t had much interest in the SL platform since most of the activities that I used to be involved with—The Sanctuary, The Gin Rummy (which went female-avatars-only and then closed not long after), other places—shut down and fellow avatars that I used to hang out with decided to pursue other endeavors both inside and outside the community. Given the amount of activity in-world that is mainly “adult-oriented” in nature, there just hasn’t been much for me to do that isn’t “clean” in nature, except to hang out at The Shelter in Isabel or attend services on Sunday mornings at ALM CyberChurch (which I haven’t been to in a very long time).

I have kept my premium account active, mainly because I got in early enough to keep the L$500 (roughly US$2.00) weekly stipend before Linden Lab started dropping the stipend amounts for new premium subscribers; but otherwise, I sold any land holdings that I had and have pretty much put Second Life® on the back burner, dropping by The Shelter every now and then or logging in to see a live show.

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We now return you to your regularly scheduled reality.

It was a great day today getting to do the multimedia for the first Advanced Leadership Training Seminar of the year for Celebrate Recovery at Bell Shoals Baptist Church in Brandon, FL. It was great to have the opportunity to meet some of the people that until the seminar I had only known through testimony videos and names on the covers of Step Guides and on the pages of web sites. I was especially blessed to meet Tina Davis, the national training coach, who shares a similar testimony of sexual addiction, and Johnny Baker, the son of CR founder John Baker, who co-led the ALT portion of the day.

The day was valuable for me in that it gave me some good guidance in conducting the open share group that I am responsible for at CR on Monday nights, as well as helping keep the main focus on the newcomer—those who are there for the first time exploring the program, helping them feel like they are in a safe place where they are free to share their hurts, habits, and hang-ups.

I left the “high” of the ALT and returned home in the early evening to find the latest reminder of the reality that is ahead. Apparently a process server had visited the house while I was gone and left his card in the door. I returned the call to let them know when I would be home. There’s no sense in dragging out the inevitable.

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Some stories don't have happy endings.

I mentioned in a previous entry about the fact that the road to recovery isn’t always smooth. I started my recovery process in April, 2005, fully aware that it could cost me everything.

Today, it has.

I spent the afternoon helping set up for the Celebrate Recovery One-Day Seminar and Advanced Leadership Training , getting my laptop set up and connected, testing everything, converting the PowerPoint files to Keynote, etc., and decided to check my e-mail on the iPhone as I was entering the Shells restaurant in Brandon to have dinner with the Saddleback Church staff and John Baker (the founder of the program).

E-mail #1 in my mailbox started (for the sake of privacy, this is the only portion you’ll get to read):

I write this with sadness, and probably should have
talked but we have always communicated better in
writing. I am convinced it is time for us to live our
lives separately. We both seem to be happier that way.
We actually lived separately when we were in the same
house.

On New Year’s Day I gave my wife until January 15th to decide whether to move back in to the house or to file for a divorce, because I was tired of excuses and game-playing and it just seemed that it was time to come to a decision about what’s next. She chose to file.

In today’s postal mail, there was a solicitation letter dated January 10 from an attorney in Lakeland. It’s not unusual for attorneys to look through the local court files for recently-filed cases that may provide them with a potential client.

Re: Case # 2008DR-000200-0000-00

Dear Sir or Madam:

If you have already retained a lawyer for this matter, please disregard this letter. A recent review of the Polk County Clerk of Court’s files show that someone has recently filed a civil action against you.

The letter continued on about his experience in “cases involving divorce, child custody, or child support issues” and to offer a free consultation. It was stamped “ADVERTISEMENT” in red at the bottom of the letterhead as well as on the envelope. I’ll probably see a few more of this kind of letter in the next several days.

So, with an e-mail, it’s over. Somewhat perversely poetic that a relationship that started online, ended online.

In life, and in recovery, some stories and some chapters don’t have happy endings. Sometimes God has to strip all the way down to the foundation in order to start building again. Such is my case, and I must accept it.

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On resolutions and the state of Christianity

I’ll be honest, here—I suck at resolutions. Most don’t last past Noon on New Year’s Day. The one to “eat better” died less than a minute after midnight in a Family Size bag of Doritos®. That said, there are some goals and things that must be accomplished before next New Year’s Day rolls around:

  • Priority One is getting a job, since I only have just over a month or so of severance package left to live off of. Much longer, and I’ll be on the street. But at least I’ll still have health insurance.
  • Secondly, a significant decision needs to be made about marriage and family. Do I keep fishing, or cut bait and move on? April will be a year since my wife left for her parents’ house, and I’m just about out of patience. I think what makes me the most righteously indignant about the whole thing is that the “mentor couple,” who should be setting the example and know better, are letting her get away with what she’s doing.
  • Make a decision about getting the virtual business off the ground. Right now it’s a necessity—I need income. But what if I find a full-time job? Do I keep it going?

One significant thing I’d like to do in my spiritual journey in 2008 is take a good, hard, close-up look at the first-century Church, and compare where we are in 2008 with where it was in its beginnings. It was a very different Church then, and it seems we are so far away from where it began that I’m not sure we can call our current religious practice “Christianity” in its original sense. People like Keith Giles, Rob Bell, and others in the emerging church movement are beginning to capture my interest with an integrative spirituality that is making more of a difference in such a short time than most of the mainstream church is able to do in years. These are people who are digging into the scriptures and doing real exegesis, finding out what it meant to them in the first century before relaying that meaning from then to now.

My interest in Christianity at its foundations comes from a not-uncommon observation that I’ve noted in the past two and a half years (closing in on three years) of my recovery from pornography and sexual addiction.

The observation is this: over these past few years, I would say that nearly all of the rejection, stigma, negative remarks, vindictiveness, etc., has come from those who claim to be Christians. Instead of being a hospital for the sick, we’ve become a country club where those who don’t fit in are thrown out. We’ve put God in this box of how we expect Him to act and behave and anything that attempts to go outside that box is “not of God”—it’s like God’s in that box and we’ve relegated to Satan everything outside that box. We’ve made God our butler, not our Lord. I often find more personal acceptance from the non-religious community than I do from Christians. It was never intended to be that way.

Observations like this have been driving me away from what most people call “church” this past year as I’ve continued my recovery journey. Places like Celebrate Recovery (where I volunteer full-time) have become “church” for me every week, because people that come are allowed to be not just Christians, but human beings with hurts, habits, and hang-ups. We’re allowed to have time to let God work on those things instead of being forced into someone else’s cookie cutter. People are accepted as they are, and then treated like the new creations in Christ they can become. Because of that, people grow. People change. People don’t remain spiritually stagnant. That, friends, is Church as I believe Christ intended it from the beginning. We become salt that adds flavor rather than blandness. We make a difference.

In balance, the scriptures we hold to as Christians definitely contain some absolutes and some basic foundations that are prerequisite to being called Christian. But if we were to take a careful look, those prerequisites are actually very few. We’ll find that the rest are things that we, like the Pharisees, have piled on top of that foundation over the years that, while they are generally in keeping with the Word of God and don’t contradict it, in reality have nothing to do with God’s intention and design for followers of Jesus Christ. Not that everything we know as Christians is wrong, but that there is a lot of “fluff” that we need to take a serious look at in light of the scriptures and in light of how the church actually began. This will be my personal and spiritual challenge this coming year. I want to know what being a follower of Jesus Christ meant to them in the beginnings of the church in order to understand what it should then mean to me. I want to look at life—what are people truly, deeply searching for, and how can we as Christians provide that in a way that is meaningful and fulfills that basic human need?

My other challenge this year is to take a look at the rising tide of social media and find how we can integrate into not just our personal and social lives, but also into our spiritual lives. The fact is that the world is rapidly changing, and we have to adapt in some way to what’s coming in order to remain effective at what we do.

[tags]spirituality,life,christianity,recovery,sexual addiction,church,emerging church[/tags]

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