Monday, August 18, 2003

Weekend recap 2003/08/16-2003/08/17

Saturday
- praise band practice, lunch at the Japanese place next to Fu La Mum where George, Karen, and JT lapped up the tempura sauce like it was a drink and Andy Y regaled us with tales of sashimi of such high quality that you don't need to chew - it just melts.

- went to the used section at Tower Records and picked up the Top Gun soundtrack for 6 bucks, and the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon DVD for 10 bucks. Used stuff rules.

- stopped by the newly-remodeled Saratoga library since I'd been hearing about it so much. Very nice, clean, airy... I don't think I've been inside a public library since... high school. As such, I had to turn in a new application for a library card. Didn't seem to have a very wide selection of books, however.

Funny that just a few years ago, people were saying that with the usage of the Internet for research and mega-bookstores like Barnes & Noble/Borders dominating consumerist society, that the public library would go extinct. Now, this institution seems like it's making a comeback.

- BBQ Sat night with old-school Canaan buddies Chris L and Dave C, up from the LA area. Chris is in seminary at Talbot and looking to follow in his dad's footsteps (he preached on Friday at YG and Sunday morn); Dave's in pharmacy school at USC. 'Twas good to catch up with people and eat meat. Aidell's! Memorable: Eric's dry rub, Tuffy (tiny 12-year old Yorkshire terrier) thoroughly intimiating Oski (2-year old Lab) and Goofy (1-year old larger Yorkshire).

Sunday
- pretty low-key. Chris preached a message about the sufficiency of Christ vs. the pointless pleasures of this world; intro'd with a scene from Zoolander. Got to hear the Mexico team's sharing during Sunday School... it's always both sobering and encouraging to hear stories of spiritual warfare out in the missions field: sobering because Satan is very real, and yet encouraging that God is watching out for us.

- played 3-on-3 full out with Tomio, PDan, Ed, Hubert, and Vincent. As mentioned in the previous post, first time in quite a while that I didn't have any pain. A bit sore today as I'm typing this, but nonetheless a lift to the spirit.

- as my folks are out this week camping in Tuolomne Meadows in Yosemite, I had to scrounge up dinner on my own in the evening... ended up cooking some rice and ordering some walnut prawns from the restaurant across the street (owned by someone from my church, incidentally). Spent the evening in a semi-awake daze watching half of Crouching Tiger and finishing Flight of the Intruder.

Random
- at hoops, stumbled coming down from a leap and landed on the dirt next to the driveway, and a pebble scraped away a bit of the skin on my palm and drew a bit of blood. Not very much at all, not very deep, not a problem, right? You wouldn't think that you use your palm much, but I've found that gripping or pressing anything (steering wheel, washing face, etc.) becomes an unexpected nuisance. Here's hoping for a quick scab.

- current album: She Must And Shall Go Free, Derek Webb. He's fast becoming one of my favorite songwriters. While plenty of musicians within the Church have written songs about the relationship between God and His people likening it to the Biblical metaphor of the love of a father for his children, Webb's album looks at the relationship between the Church and Christ using the metaphor of the adulterous wife and her husband portrayed in the Book of Hosea. Challenging album that's making me think. Thinking is a good thing. It makes you more S-M-R-T.

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