It's 10:00 pm and I have yet to hear a single firecracker. Come on neighbors, where's your nationalistic spirit? As apartment communities go, my little area tends to be pretty quiet. And it's not just me surrounded by a bunch of geezers. I see young people and families with kids everyday in the parking lot and around the mailboxes. And a three-day holiday weekend provides a ready-made excuse to make some noise (come to think of it, haven't seen or heard any parties either).
I spent Saturday at Celebrate Freedom. It's an all-day Christian music festival held at Southfork Ranch outside Dallas. Yes, that Southfork Ranch. And true to form my friends graciously put up with every bad Dallas / J.R. Ewing joke that I could possibly make that day. Oh, and what a day it was. Highlights of the day included:
- the Caedmon's Call set included This World from their self-titled cd. I heart old school Caedmon's songs. The whole set was good...but this was a nice touch.
- Toby Mac and Tait got the crowd energized. They even played Jesus Freak, so we were jammin' like it was 1996 all over again.
- we thought we arrived too late for Jeff Johnson and co., but we caught a break with some lineup changes. They were the praise band at Metro last year, and I went to college with one of the guys from the band. They also played NOT a god, currently my new favorite worship song.
- oh, and it didn't take long for the Christian t-shirt market to jump on the Napoleon Dynamite bandwagon with this offering: Jesus is flippin' sweet.
- but five minutes later I saw my new favorite Christian t-shirt: Jesus loves you...but I'm his favorite. Nothing like a Christian music festival to bring out the good, the bad, and the ugly in Christian-themed clothing. I'll save my rant on that particular subject for another day....
- my speechless moment of the day occurred at the sight of a teenage couple making out. heavily. in front of God and everyone. during the fireworks show. to Lee Greenwood. They were both so proud to be an American that they just got swept up in the moment I guess...but still...get a room. or the back of a church bus. just saying...
- oh, and if the word is carefully stretched to its Webster-given limits, I can now officially say I have a tan. Go me.
In other news...church was good yesterday...but more on that another time. All this typing is making me thirsty...