A digital commonplace for a Regular Guy called Charlie Pharis

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Disclaimers…

Image: Peter Rukavina, https://flic.kr/p/4H9gCb

Image: Peter Rukavina, https://flic.kr/p/4H9gCb

I’m kicking around a blog post (I know…gasp!) on race, what we can and should learn from the happenings in Missouri, and our response, and I realized I need at least 13 disclaimers just to set up the post. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

You didn’t ask, and you’ll probably roll your eyes, shake your head, shrug, and say, “Who cares?” But here’s the list of disclaimers so far, in no particular order of importance…

  • I’m a white, middle-aged, Southern man.
  • I’m conservative (in the classic sense, not the current media caricature) in my political thought, leaning hard toward libertarianism.
  • I’m not a conscious “racist,” although my standard, throwaway line is: “I’m pretty convinced the HUMAN RACE is superior to all others on the planet.”
  •  I’m a Christ-follower, a Jesus-apprentice. Not a very good one most of the time, but I try.
  • I’m cynical (at best) about government “fixes” to problems in our society, believing that often, the “fix” is worse than the purported problem.
  • I’m an “individualist,” believing that the individual and his or her character is superior to the GroupThink that pervades our contemporary society.
  • Right now, I don’t have any close friends who are African-American (or black or people of color, or whatever the current term of choice is). Oh, and I don’t say that to be flippant…I’m just not sure what the preferred nomenclature is today.
  • That said, I don’t bear any animosity toward black/African-American/people of color as a rule (see disclaimer about the individual above). I just haven’t created or been availed of the opportunity to befriend them.
  • That also being said, in two of my three current jobs, I have the opportunity to interact with black/African-American/people of color. I think I do OK in those interactions. (They might think differently, but you’d have to ask them.)
  • Come to think of it, I have to admit I don’t have many of what I would consider “close friends” of any ethnicity. (That’s another issue for another time.)
  • I do consider myself a teachable learner, who is open to learn from the perspectives of others those with whom I may disagree and with whom I see eye-to-eye.
  • I believe the old adage: “All truth is God’s truth.”
  • I’m a lover and not a fighter. I would prefer to find common ground and get along than live in open hostility and disagreement.

Stay tuned…

Two Years Ago…

"Reflection," by Richo.Fan https://flic.kr/p/7v6eEk

“Reflection,” by Richo.Fan https://flic.kr/p/7v6eEk

Two years ago…

We were getting our financial heads above water for the first time in a long time. We had just refinanced our mortgage at a great rate. The only debt we had was our mortgage and our son’s truck (college graduation gift). We were giving generously, saving regularly, and spending wisely.

My family had just said goodbye to my mom, and we were helping Dad and each other adjust to her being gone.

The lovely and gracious MrsCharphar had just started at yet another school, having been transferred again. It was the closest to our home she had ever been.

Many in our nation were hoping for a new season of liberty and prosperity, as we looked forward to a presidential election.

All in all, things were looking pretty good.

But what a difference two years makes…

I Want to Write…

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Image via http://www.flickr.com/photos/re_birf/68815967/

I want to write.

I want to write because of a fourth-grade reading book that took me from my little first-grade table to the whole wide world.

I want to write because of “The Turkey from Albuquerque,” The Odd Sane Dog, and “Behold the Man.”

I want to write because of Kirby Bunton, Jim Wells, and Brave New World.

I want to write because of the grammar errors I found. On the college English exemption exam.

I want to write because of Dr. Patrick Spurgeon, Dr. Hollis Cate, and Strunk & White.

I want to write because of Ernie Wyatt, The George-Anne, and Dr. Pamela Bourland-Davis.

I want to write because of Ralph McGill, Furman Bisher, and yes, Lewis Grizzard.

I want to write because of J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, and Max Lucado.

I want to write because of John Milton, Langston Hughes, F. Scott Fitzgerald, and Ernest Hemingway.

I want to write because of William F. Buckley, Thomas Sowell, and “The Perils of Being a Young Conservative.”

I want to write because of Moleskines and Mirado Black Warriors and Pink Pearls.

I want to write because of William Zinsser, Anne Lamott, and Stephen King.

I want to write because of Jeff Goins, Jason Brooks, and Michael Hyatt.

I want to write because some days, I have words that are straining to get out.

I want to write because I can’t draw or paint.

I want to write because it’s crazy to say you’re teaching someone how to do something you don’t do a lot of yourself.

I want to write.

So let’s get to it…

Once Upon a Time…

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…there was this guy who discovered blogging. And he was fascinated by the fact that anybody – even little ol’ he! – could hop on the Internet, write whatever came to mind, and it would go out to millions of people all over the world.

And so,  this guy started reading other blogs. And he copied their styles. And he learned that he had a voice as well. And he enjoyed it.

Oh, he never wrote about much that was profound or important. In fact, he mostly wrote about what he was thinking, doing, and seeing. And he enjoyed it.

Then one day, it stopped. It stopped because the guy got preoccupied with a lot of things. Like getting old, failing, and stress.

Oh, and somewhere along the way, he also discovered Twitter and Facebook, and he realized those formats offered a better platform for his brand of quick, cynical, sardonic hits. And he enjoyed it. And he forgot about the blog.

Except every now and again, when he would crack it open, blow the dust off, and look wistfully through the old posts. And he wanted to write something. Something important. Something profound. But he realized he would never write anything important or profound until he started writing something!

And so here we are. One more attempt at restarting the blog.

Sunday Night Unwind, 05.02.10

In a jazz mood for tonight’s Unwind. The Bebop/Combo channel on Pandora is filling the bill quite nicely, thank you. At this moment, Stan Getz is playing a song called “Beatrice,” and it really is in that cool jazz mode.

Anyway, here’s what’s rolling around in my head and my heart, and dropping out on the keyboard…

  • Speaking of jazz, I would’ve enjoyed these guys at the Jazz Mass this morning!
  • And who knew Cartersville, Georgia has a live jazz place? Cartersville?!?! Get outta here!
  • Oh, and that bassist? yeah…he’s pretty much my musical hero!
  • Cartersville?!?!?
  • It was good to be back at The ‘Crest today, after a week away at Fusion Church.
  • I finished a series called “Running on Empty,” and talked about how we need to take the time to refuel and recharge in our walk with Jesus. I thought it was pretty good stuff!
  • Got to spend the afternoon with the lovely and gracious Mrs. Just Charlie and The Boy…a little lunch, a little clothes shopping, and little hanging out…a good time!
  • The Boy is hopefully winding down this this part of his academic journey soon.I really feel for newly-minted college graduates trying to find a real job in this economy.
  • Heard some disturbing new about one of our elderly members today that makes my blood boil! I’m not sure there’s anything we can do, but I sure am hacked off about it!
  • Getting back on track with my health and fitness again. It’s impossible to live today on what you did yesterday. Or four years ago.
  • I’m on the lookout for a new bag in which to carry my laptop and other assorted junk. I’m leaning toward the Timbuk2, although I haven’t really scoped out the specific model. If it’s good enough for Tony McCollum and Randy Bohlender, it’s good enough for me!
  • Yeah, yeah! I know…who’s got time to go to blogs anymore? That would be tonymccollum and rbohlender, respectively, thank you very much! Sheesh!
  • Dang! John Coltrane could play!
  • I’ve been a reader for as long as I can remember. This Kindle for the PC app has re-ignited a passion for reading though! I’ve just finished Peter Scazzero’s Emotionally Healthy Spirituality, and Jason Fried and David Heinemeier Hansson’s Rework, and I’m about to dive into Ben Arment’s Church in the Making, along with some classic Bonhoeffer and St. John of the Cross. How’s that for eclectic?

Well, this post that started out rather promisingly has now started to drag, so I’m going to quit, and read some, drink a cup of coffee, and get ready for the storm that’s on the way later tonight.

Testing from the CrackBerry Again…

We’re in the middle of a bunch of thunder and lightning, so I turned my desktop computer off. Here I am with my trusty Curve, seeing how it works with the old blog. This is just a test…nothing to see here…move along now…these are not the droids you’re looking for…:-)

Sunday Night Unwind, 02.08.09…

Welcome back, Sunday Night Unwind! Where have you been? This is the first Sunday Night Unwind of 2009. Not that there hasn’t been any Sunday Night Unwinding going on, but just not a lot of posting. So, anyway, without further ado, here we go!

  • I got an earworm for that song on the TomTom radio ads. For the record, that song is “In a Persian Market” and it comes from some album of circus music. Circus music! Shazam!
  • My ability to count is slipping away. I thought we had more people in our service today than the “official” counters counted. Go figure….
  • We’re in the middle of a series called Constant Contact, and we’re focusing on how to listen to God. I think some people are getting uncomfortable with it. Which is good.
  • I was as tired as I’ve ever been after preaching today. I don’t know why. It’s a good tired, but tired nonetheless.
  • My TomTom earworm isn’t the only one I’ve had today! I woke up with The Spinners“It’s a Shame” in my head. That led me to set up a Spinners channel on Pandora. Still haven’t heard “It’s a Shame” yet, but in the process I discovered Slacker Radio.
  • Slacker is cooler than Pandora for one good reason: It plays on my CrackBerry! Yes!
  • Starting a new workout from Turbulence Training tomorrow.
  • It’s a case of “Physician, heal thyself” for me lately. Starting to put back on a little of the weight I lost. Not much, but enough to make me know I’ve got to get re-focused on health. Especially since I spend  the first part of most of my days tying to help folks develop healthy habits.
  • I’m also becoming more convinced of Charlie’s Undeniable Exercise Truth #1: “You can’t ever out-exercise bad nutrition.” I’m no expert personal trainer or anything, I don’t play one on TV, and I didn’t stay in a Holiday Inn last night, but that seems to be so basic that it’s not even funny! And so simple that it seems to be pretty profound! Your mileage may – but probably won’t – vary. Whatever….
  • I’m becoming more and more convinced that this so-called “economic stimulus” is a really crappy idea. The Congressional Budget Office now says it’s not only unnecessary, but probably detrimental in the short- and long- terms.
  • And what is the stinkin’ attraction of socialism, anyway? Quick, name an instance in history where it’s led to a better quality of life, more freedom and liberty, and prosperity. Still waiting….
  • I liked Starbucks a lot better when you never knew what kind of great coffee awaited you until you walked in the door. In the pre-Pike Place days, going to Starbucks was somewhat of an adventure. You got to try different blends, different tastes, and it was good. Now you get Pike Place. Or decaf Pike Place. That tastes like soap. And you might as well be drinking coffee from MickeyD’s, Waffle House, or the Patel Kwik Sack at the corner. Rant off….
  • I still don’t think there’s ever been a better movie than Casablanca. Please, God, don’t let anybody get the bright idea of remaking it!
  • One last thing: Do you hear that sound? The crack of the bat, the pop of a fastball hitting a leather catcher’s mitt, chatter from the dugouts…spring training is almost here! Yea, baseball! here’s hoping the crybabies will just get down to playing this season!

I hope you have a great Sunday evening, whatever’s left of it. Make your week count! It’s the only second full week of February you’re going to get this year! Peace!