Monday, July 30, 2007

Desperately Seeking Sue



Many of you who visit my blog also read Sue Smith's blog. And you've come to expect a daily dose of her wit and wisdom. But you may be suffering withdrawl symptoms lately because she's seemingly disappeared from cyber space. Fear not. She is well though her blog is not. She's asked that we use this new blog address until the old one can be restored.

http://writeaboutjesus.blogspot.com/

This has been a public service announcement on behalf of Sue Smith Addicts Anonymous.

Cold Calls

I began this blog a few months ago during a slow period in my life. Suddenly all of that changed. I’ve produced 16 albums since I started The Mundane Matters back in May. Yes, I said SIXTEEN! So to all my blog fans, I apologize for drawing you in and then letting you down. I’ll try to do better – but no promises. When I’ve got too much going on at work, everything else tends to suffer. It’s not that I can’t multi-task, but I think this picture says it all.

A few days ago I was gathering my belongings to rush out the door for another day in the studio. I couldn’t find my phone anywhere. I ran through the house in a panic – looking in, and under everything – but no phone. When I got home that evening I grabbed a bag of broccoli out of the refrigerator and guess what….you guessed it. My phone spent the day in the fridge. So to all of you who tried to call me recently and I didn’t take your call, don’t think I was giving you the cold shoulder. I just make it a policy to never accept cold calls. I might need a vacation...

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Say What?


A friend, who knows I love words, sent this to me. See if you can you read these right the first time?

1) The bandage was wound around the wound.
2) The farm was used to produce produce.
3) The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.
4) We must polish the Polish furniture.
5) He could lead if he would get the lead out.
6) The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.
7) Since there's no time like the present, he felt it was time to present the present
8) A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.
9) When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.
10) I did not object to the object.
11) The insurance was invalid for the invalid.
12) There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row
13) They were too close to the door to close it.
14) The buck does funny things when the does are present.
15) A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.
16) To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
17) The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
18) Upon seeing the tear in the painting, I shed a tear.
19) I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
20) How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

Let's face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant, nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square, guinea pigs are neither from Guinea nor are they pigs, and when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.

If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth, beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it? Why do we park on driveways and drive on parkways?

If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell?

How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out, and in which an alarm goes off by going on. Oh, and why doesn't "Buick" rhyme with "quick"

You lovers of the English language might enjoy this as well:

There is a two-letter word that perhaps has more meanings than any other two-letter word, and that is "UP." It's easy to understand UP, meaning toward the sky or at the top of the list, but when we awaken in the morning, why do we wake UP? At a meeting, why does a topic come UP? Why do we speak UP and why are the officers UP for election, and why is it UP to the secretary to write UP a report?

We call UP our friends. And we use it to brighten UP a room, polish UP the silver; warm UP the leftovers and clean UP the kitchen. We lock UP the house and some guys fix UP the old car . At other times the little word has real special meaning. People stir UP trouble, line UP for tickets, work UP an appetite, and think UP excuses. To be dressed is one thing but to be dressed UP is special.

And this UP is confusing: A drain must be opened UP because it is stopped UP . We open UP a store in the morning but we close it UP at night. We seem to be pretty mixed UP about UP! To be knowledgeable about the proper uses of UP, look the word UP in the dictionary. In a desk-sized dictionary, it takes UP almost 1/4th of the page and can add UP to about thirty definitions. If you are UP to it, you might try building UP a list of the many ways UP is used. It will take UP a lot of your time, but if you don't give UP, you may wind UP with a hundred or more. When it threatens to rain, we say it is clouding UP. When the sun comes out we say it is clearing UP. When it rains, it wets the earth and often messes things UP. When it doesn't rain for awhile, things dry UP. We could go on, but I'll wrap it UP, for now my time is UP!

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Thomas A. Dorsey

This is priceless. I had always heard that Thomas A. Dorsey was the father of Gospel Music, as we know it, but now I understand why....


Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home

When my way grows drear
Precious Lord, linger near
When my life is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home

When the darkness appears
And the night draws near
And the day is past and gone
At the river I stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home

Words & Music by Thomas A. Dorsey

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

I Still Believe in America


Verse 1:

When I see Old Glory waving in a school yard
Where children laugh and play and learn what’s right
I remember those who fought to forge our freedom
And those who’d rather die than lose the fight
But today it seems we take it all for granted
And it’s easier to blame and criticize
But I, for one, will stand and pray
For healing in our land today
I still believe that freedom’s worth the price



Chorus:

I still believe we’re the last hope of liberty
I still believe in the promise of the land I love
And I am not ashamed to say
I pledge allegiance still today
I still believe in America



Verse 2:

When I think about the future of this nation
I wonder if the torch will still burn bright
And if each new generation will remember
And defend her honor then with all their might
For I believe that the faith of our fathers
Is the cornerstone that made our nation great
And we will stand for centuries
If we remain upon our knees
I still believe, by faith, it’s not too late


Words and music by Marty Funderburk