Regurgitating is a part of my mental lexicon

Human change is evident for every man and my most recent metamorphosis have my journey into pod world. When the mustang took some busted glass and the pioneer was looted i had to turn to the white earbuds for moral support. I have been stockpiling podcasts like pixydust in a hope that i one day i can reach audio flight. WWE podcasts, espn soccernet (where you can understand every other word), and anything else that falls under the burnt orange sun.

On Simmons most recent podcast they talked about great new sports ideas to change the scope of the scene. Drop the rim in the WNBA to 8 foot for some sue bird slam action and start an all MJ channel (excluding the wizard wonder years). I figured i would share the a few shades of my kaleidoscope with all -1.25 readers of the blog...

1. You know about the UEFA champions league of soccer... You take the best teams from the best leagues and your throw them all in a steaming pot of the best matchups on the face of the earth. Why isnt the MLS eligible for a champions league bid? (that was a joke right?)

Well what if you took the worst of the worst and put them in a massive tournament would the fair-minded people of this country watch? Take the filth of the relegation and put them on a global stage so that the stars of the scum have a chance to shine. Maybe the tournament could have special rules to really showcase how bad some of these teams are.
Rule 1: the goalkeepers should have to dress up in the mascot outfits. It would allow more overall girth and square-inches to potentially block floppy dog blasts that are coming from the opposing forwards.
Rule 2: the tournament sponsors can only be urinal cake vendors. A classy sponsor like Gatorade or Nike would really detract from the whole overall soul of the tournament.
Rule 3: the tournament bracket must be made of an odd amount of teams. The sheer confusion about who should be playing who would take the tournament to epic depths...

More to come...

Astonishing your external acoustic meatus

The ebb and flow of personal interests has always been something that snags my attention. Why does this one activity resonate so deeply with some and falls on deaf ears and blind eyes to another? It is commonplace and correct to say that we were created in our diversity to enjoy different qualities and to have an affinity for different activities.

The new interest in my life has been creation. As someone who is not seen as an artist or a large scale creator of any means the tension has been building. Everyone needs a creative outlet to flesh out a piece or part of their spiritual gifts (it helps loosen up the weight on the soul). I know that my spiritual gift has most recently been my fire tongue and the ability to ramble, rant, and regenerate in a New York minute. A true blessing and a curse. The power to harness that spiritual gift is sometimes harder than identifying your gift.

What does it look like to harness the gift for the Kingdom of God? What does it look like to harness your gift for amusement or entertainment? That is the struggle that I waging war with. I have been in the driver's seat blasting out some early days podcasts back like me and my boy Cliff used to when we were buckwheats. Looking for a creative outlet that maybe just someday might pay me to do. Finding the balance to splash about sports, history, politics, and life can be difficult for a 20's something that has taken more attraction in turbos, retro Jordans, and Video Games rather than posting up and reading the Declaration of Independence, brushing up on how bills really make it to the president's desk, and finding a deeper level of meaning to dig my claws in a social injustice.

Stay true, find a way to channel your energy and gifts for God's work, and let the extra-curricular blessings flow.