Friday, October 15, 2010

B

Beautifully buttered burnt bagels brought bizarre but bountiful bliss. Brilliant blunder by baker Bob!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

A

Absent aphorisms and axioms acquiesce after an altogether ambitious alliteration aggressively adjures all authority.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

The Internal Critic

Since arriving in England I've had the urge to write music again - a passion I seemed to abandon in high school. Coming up with silly songs and faux-showtunes throughout the day is easy to me because I don't take it seriously - even if some of them are actually good. Sitting down and writing a serious rock or pop song? That's another story. The minute I start creating I start critiquing. You could say it's perfectionism, but I think it's really a fear of sounding stupid - even alone in my living room. And fear completely suffocates creativity.

John Mayer's writes in his latest blog entry, "Writing music while also writing a future negative review of the music is a really great way to make slop." Mayer seems to be one of the most talented and prolific songwriters around. I listen to his albums and it's like the lyrics and melodies just flow naturally. It's highly encouraging and inspiring to me to hear that he struggles with an internal critic like the rest of us. Anyway, read his latest blog post. Good stuff.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Sex on Fire

I was having a conversation with a Christian friend recently, and she mentioned that she doesn't listen to much secular (non-Christian) mainstream music. She mentioned that the Kings of Leon song “Sex on Fire” had gotten stuck in her head, and she didn't really want to go around singing the line “yooooooou, your sex is on fi—ire." While I completely understand on one hand, her comment got me thinking (especially because I've had absolutely no personal conviction about having this song in my head since I downloaded the album a couple months ago).

Obviously fleshly lust plagues humankind. Just walk out your front door. Not just sex, but stuff, status. I often wonder if Victoria's Secret isn't as much of a problem as the Apple store it neighbors at the mall. In college, I remember seeing a glazed-eyed student sitting in the computer lab practically drooling as he scrolled and scanned the screen. I walked around behind him—fearing the worst—only to find him looking at high resolution pictures of sports cars. Dozens and dozens of sports cars.

At any rate we are an oversexed culture, especially the Western world. But I'm convinced our desires are too small. Lust simply means “strong desire.” So the problem can't be our desire, maybe just what we desire. I mean, I sure hope I [strongly desire] God. And maybe we desire the wrong things because our desires are weak; we settle too quickly.

C.S. Lewis is often quoted saying, If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.”

So even the greatest pleasures in this world are just pictures—reflections of paradise, heaven, consummation with God.

I heard Tim Keller preach in a sermon that if the world had any idea what God had in mind when He designed sex, it would make the most hardened jaded New Yorker blush. The sex and porn industries would be out of business—no way to compete. Maybe the problem isn't the Kama Sutra so much, but a poor interpretation of Song of Solomon. I think it's safe to say God intended sex to be “on fire,” at least some of the time.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

"Why do women hate their bodies?"

First thing I saw when I logged onto the net just new. Not groundbreaking, but a really good article on MSN.

Monday, July 26, 2010

My doppelgänger talks to Playboy

Thought this was quite telling of one our generation's most pervasive infirmities.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

New Blog!

I've moved to London for the next year-ish. Check out my new blog: Tea Is For Topher.

Cheers!