this way of life

I had to share the trailer for this documentary. I almost hesitate to even see it because I know it will light that dangerous fire under me that always drives me to do crazy things. Things like questioning my modern way of living.

You guys out there think you are men? Well, meet Peter....

take this bread

When Audrey and I decided to marry, we also decided that we wanted to share our marriage. Obviously, there are certain aspects of marriage that can't and shouldn't be shared. What I mean is: We wanted our marriage to be an extension of the same love that God has already extended us. We want everyone to know that we are going be okay if we know that they are okay. If we have something that you need, we hope to be able to offer it to you. You know, socialism, etc, etc.

Seriously, though, this little film was our gift to anyone who attended our wedding, but through the powers of Youtube, we can extend that offer to everyone on the face of the earth who has access to the Internet. Our goal through this was to remind everyone that we love them and that our marriage is going to be something stronger than either one of us could ever be individually. Thank God.

A huge huge thanks to my little brother for putting so much time and effort into helping me make it. I thought it up, but he executed all of it. Nicely done, Will.

PART I


PART II

jill and sam

I figure this works well enough to be my first post in a long time, and my last as a single, unmarried, free, pale, skinny man. All of these things are about to change in two days. I am going to be so tan! Yes!

Jill and Sam, formerly the everybodyfields, sang this cover of Lucinda Williams' "Something Happens When We Talk" recently, marking the first time I've heard them sing together since the break-up of their band last year. They both have new solo(ish) projects, which are great. Really, great actually. But these two voices together are like bread and butter. Coffee and chocolate. Man and Dog. Sole and trail. I can't think of a better melding of two voices than Sam Quinn and Jill Andrews. I just love it.

May 2010 from Jill Andrews on Vimeo.

Sam will be playing at The Basement tonight. My "bachelor party" will be taking place around this show, so please come down and celebrate the end of freedom with me.

I'm sick of your religion, religion, religion

Quit your worship charades.
I can't stand your trivial religious games:
Monthly conferences, weekly Sabbaths, special meetings—
meetings, meetings, meetings—I can't stand one more!
Meetings for this, meetings for that. I hate them!
You've worn me out!
I'm sick of your religion, religion, religion,
while you go right on sinning.
When you put on your next prayer-performance,
I'll be looking the other way.
No matter how long or loud or often you pray,
I'll not be listening.
And do you know why? Because you've been tearing
people to pieces, and your hands are bloody.
Go home and wash up.
Clean up your act.
Sweep your lives clean of your evil-doings
so I don't have to look at them any longer.
Say no to wrong.
Learn to do good.
Work for justice.
Help the down-and-out.
Stand up for the homeless.
Go to bat for the defenseless.

Isaiah 1:13-17 (The Message)

blind man beats zelda

This is one of the most heart-warming things I've ever seen: