A Man and His Dog

After the Pet Store

COWN9074WATSON: You know, that sales lady at the Pet Smart really was kind of rude to you.

ME: THANK YOU!! I wasn’t going to say anything but thank you!

WATSON: I mean, she treated you like an idiot who didn’t know anything about me. Like a real moron.

ME: Yeah, well…yeah.

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WATSON: Seriously, she made you look stupid. Don’t you think?

ME: Well…

WATSON: Really dumb.

ME: Yes, okay…

WATSON: Just a fool, an ignoramous, nincompoop!

ME: Got it…thanks.

WATSON: Well, I’m just sayin…I love you.

ME: Don’t do me any favors.

“I’m a Fan Fridays!”

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I’ve been a big fan of the film Midnight in Paris since I saw it in the theater when it came out in 2011. This was one of those rare films that I’ll see in a theater more than once. I saw it a couple of times at the movies and at least a dozen times at home since.

The film is about how we tend to live in the past and think things were much better back then, whenever “back then” might be–it is always different for someone else.

I highly recommend you find a way to watch it, if you haven’t already, and until you do, I want to leave you with this beautiful opening scene. It functions like an overture and is composed of some of the most beautiful movie footage of Paris I’ve ever scene.

And doesn’t the music accompany the film footage brilliantly? Or is it the film footage that accompanies the music?

 

 

 

A Man and His Dog

Spring Is On The Way

WATSON: So, Monday was the first day of spring?

ME: That’s what they say.

WATSON: They? Who’s they?

ME: I don’t know. The people in charge of that stuff.

WATSON: What stuff?

ME: You know…like, when seasons change and all that.

WATSON: It doesn’t feel like spring. It’s too cold! Maybe I should be in charge of the season changing stuff.

ME: Okay. What would you do?

WATSON: Well, first of all, I’d do my spring dance. That should bring on the heat!

ME: You have a spring dance?

WATSON: Yup. And it goes a little something like this…


ME: Well…that’s special.

WATSON: Yeah, it is!

I’m a Fan Fridays!

Dave Rawlings Machine

A little late today with this version of “I’m a Fan Fridays!” but I really wanted to get this one in. The Dave Rawlings Machine was invited by producer T Bone Burnett, along with several other artists, to celebrate American folk music in a one night only concert.

The concert was called “Another Day, Another Time” and took place at New York City’s Town Hall in October of 2014.

This number, “I Hear Them All/This Land is Your Land” was one of my favorites. It’s so well played and sung, and when they get to the Woody Guthrie section, I tear up every time. We need this music now more than ever. Enjoy and share!!

A Man and His Dog

Back Home Again

IMG_2722ME: Wow! Four days in a row at doggy day care. How was it? Did you have a good time?

WATSON: It was good.

ME: Good? Just good? You love going there! Did you play a lot?

WATSON: Yeah.

ME: Did you have fun with the other dogs?

WATSON: Yeah.

ME: Do you want to…

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ME: Ok, buddy. You just have a good nap. We’ll talk later.

I’m a Fan Fridays!

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Hey, folks! This week’s “I’m A Fan Fridays!” came to me kind of late. I was all set to bring you something completely different when I landed on something amazing I just had to share right away!

Many of you know what a fan I am of Baroque music. I love many different genres of music and listen to all kinds of music, depending on what I might be in the mood for. But, when I’m down or up or anywhere in between, I love listening to music from the Baroque era.

For those of you unfamiliar, the Baroque period, according to scholars, roughly spans the years 1600-1750. The year 1750 is significant because it is the year Johann Sebastian Bach (the greatest composer of all time!) died without ever having left his home country of Germany. Not a bad thing to be said of a person when an entire period of music is determined to have ended with his death.

Anyway, I was searching the Web for something on Youtube completely unrelated when I came across several different performances by a group that calls themselves the Netherlands Bach Society. Their mission, at least at the moment, is to record every single work of J.S. Bach’s.

What I found was what I describe as what my “Heaven” will surely be like if there is such a place and I am invited in. Their website is allofbach.com and while it is still a work in progress, it is a collection of some of the most beautiful performances I have ever seen and heard. Each performance is filmed in stunning HD video and is marvelous to look at as well as listen to.

Here is a sample of members of this remarkable society playing Bach’s Concerto for Four Harpsichords in A Minor BWV 1065.

Give yourself 14 minutes and take in this majestic performance of this work from the greatest genius the musical world has ever known! ENJOY!!!

A Man and His Dog

Out on a walk

IMG_3429ME: What are you doing?

WATSON:  Mmm…Wha…hmmm?

ME: Are you eating goose poop? You’re EATING GOOSE POOP!!

WATSON: No, I’m not!

ME: Yes, you are! I just watched you do it!

WATSON: Ok, so…I’ve had a bit…a bit.

ME: That’s disgusting. Do you ever wonder why your breath is so bad?

IMG_3430WATSON: Give us a kiss, then!

ME: Get out of here!!

WATSON: Hehehehe

I’m an Atheist Whose Faith in God Is Stronger Than Ever

Atheist who believes in GodNOT TOO LONG AGO, I posted something on Facebook I feel needs some clarification. In a small fit of frustration with the state of religious affairs in our country, I said I was an atheist that follows Jesus.

While I still believe that to be true, I’m afraid I wasn’t clear. What I meant to say was I am, as writer Frank Schaeffer has said about himself, an atheist who still believes in God. First of all, let me begin by saying my problem with Christianity has to do with a very specific evangelical, fundamentalist view of what it means to be a Christian and even more specifically, what we are talking about when we are talking about God.

 
Over the last fifteen years or so, I have been exploring not only the language we use to talk about God but what this language means when we look at the Christian life as a whole. The evangelical tradition my family came to when I was thirteen has affected my worldview, my marriage, my relationship with my children, and my self-worth in ways too many to count. 
 
I have had friends suggest I chuck the whole “religion thing” and just love my neighbor since that is the core message of the namesake of my faith. But I cannot do that. Religion, for me and for so many, is a language I use to try to make sense of that which is more than me. I know there is something beyond me, and what that is, continues to reside in mystery.
 
What I do know is that the “Mysterious More,” as the late writer, teacher, lecturer and theologian Dr. Marcus Borg puts it, is not what American Christianity has made it out to be, namely, “God.” I put God in quotes because I want to emphasize the problematic way in which many Christians in the United States refer to that mysterious more that cannot be named.
 
Western Christianity–specifically American Evangelicalism– often sees God as a Being, a being with a capital “B” who is “out there” somewhere, intervening (or not) in ways that never seem to make much sense and must be understood as mysterious. There is a mystery about God, yes, but only when an answer to some of the “big questions” cannot be given. In those cases, “it is not ours to question why.” (Ever heard that one from a church leader?)
 
For much of American Christianity, God and the Bible function as idols in the exact same way in which the Jews of the Old Testament gave in to foreign idols and were blinded by their false worship of them. When we talk about God in this way, as a Being, we are talking about God as a bigger version of ourselves—if we are finite, God is infinite; if we are mortal, God is immortal; if we are limited in our knowledge, God’s knowledge is infinite.
 
Swiss theologian, Karl Barth, said when we talk about God in this way, we are talking about ourselves with a megaphone. Thinking about God in this manner is a way of legitimizing our worldview and our system of beliefs. If we have the correct system and follow the rules of that system well enough, God will be happy with us and will let us into the place out there where “He” dwells after we die.
 
This God justifies our wars, our discriminations, our treatment of the Planet, and our way of life. When God is seen as a being (or, as Peter Rollins has said, a Super Being) God is a projection. We project a bigger version of our understanding and measure our worth and worthiness against that projection. I have come to understand God in my life not as a projection but as a projectile—a force that is constantly, and not always gently, smashing ideas of who is right and wrong, what is good and bad, what is just and unjust.
 
For me, as a follower of Christ, I see in Jesus what a life filled with God looks like. I see a man who was called the Messiah, but who, at the time, was one of many, many men who was called by that name (that’s a simple fact of history).
 
The difference between Jesus and the many other so-called messiahs was in how he ruptured the system in ways that didn’t make sense. He loved the poor, healed the sick, and counted the lowliest of the low as the most important among all who lived. How could one be a “king” and act in this way?
 
When I reached the crossroads of my faith, I knew I could no longer continue to see God through the lenses of my former evangelical spectacles. At the same time, I could not give up my quest to know God more fully and to try to live according to the ways of Jesus.
 
My desire is to help as many people as I can who are searching for a different understanding of God than the one that no longer makes sense to them. That is my quest for myself, and I hope you will join me along the way.
 
I implore you to not give up. You may feel broken and beaten, but you are valuable and useful. I am also worth it, and so are you. Continue to follow the ways of love and heed the tugging at your heartstrings by the one who is as close to you as the air you breathe.
 
Love is the only answer. Thus has it always been, and thus shall it ever be.
 
Peace to you.

I’m a Fan Fridays!

Recently, I came across this little gem from 1988. The Calgary Olympics gave Canadian-born musician/producer David Foster an opportunity to show his skill as a composer.

This fun instrumental really epitomizes the Foster sound that influenced so much of pop music in the mid to late 1980s, specifically with the band Chicago, among others.

It’s just a ton of fun. Enjoy!

A MAN AND HIS DOG

TAKE ME WALKING?

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WATSON: It’s walk time, isn’t it?

ME: Not now, but we’ll go later.

WATSON: I want to go now, and if you don’t take me, I’m going to get my magic blanket!

ME: Your magic blanket, eh?

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WATSON: That’s right! It gives me…SPECIAL POWERS!!!

ME: You’re hilarious. Now, go lie down.

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WATSON: Take. Me. To. The. Park.

ME: Hey, buddy! Wanna go to the park?

WATSON: (sweet)