And the Oscar goes to...

The Oscar's were on last night. I know this isn't that exciting for most people. But to me. Well, it's like my Superbowl. Having studied theatre through college and spending time studying film in LA I find it personally rewarding to see others honored for their hard work and dedication to the arts. Everyone invests so much into each production. It's hard work, but they make it look effortless. I take notes as to what films I need to watch. I have a long list from last night. I won't be taking any calls off hours for weeks. ;) The technical side of both theatre and film has always amazed me. How often have you ever pondered the amount of time and effort it took to make that one sound effect, visual effect, costume design, set design, the mixing of music and sound... Probably never. The details in film is what separates a good movie from a great one. I love the details. Not just in film. In life as well. I would encourage you all to take the time today to thank those in your life who work 'behind the scenes' and have the ability to turn a good day into a great one.

Restoration Song

Last night during worship we were introduced to a new song - Restoration Song. I absolutely love it! My spirit jumps to this song :) Check it out if you get a chance.

It keeps me humble.

It's not uncommon for me to make a fool of myself on a daily basis. Which automatically eliminates any pride I may have.

Last week I was at the gym and was sent on a mission to find out a ladies name for a friend who couldn't remember it. I'm maybe the only one foolish enough to walk up to a stranger and pretend like we are friends. So, I was off. Easy task, right? Wrong. I made a fool of myself. The brief conversation went something like this.

I walk over to the treadmill and say, "Hey, I think I've met you before but I can't remember your name..."

With a heavy breath she replies, "Nihikki."

I didn't hear the 'N' at all and inquisitively ask, "Ikki?" Thinking maybe she is one of the unfortunate people with a really exotic name. Nope. She's not. She's Nikki. And I called her Ikki. I apologized and quickly aborted mission.

Tonight I have another humbling experience. (I have to laugh at these moments.) Let me preface this with the fact that I am a fan of love and couplehood. For the time being I chose to use my energies on a variety of activities and share my love with many people. Not in a hippie love way either. More like an agape love. Anyways, I was unsuccessful in my attempt to get a friend to come with me tonight. So, I am going to a wedding by myself. I'm completely fine doing a lot of things by myself, but this is out of my comfort zone. It's silly, I know. 

It reminds me of a line from one of my favorite movies, Never Been Kissed.

"Lonely ride in bucket five!"

Just one of the many things that keeps me humble.