Follow Up on "Paybacks"

So, from reading my previous post of "Paybacks" you may of heard or read about how the Coffee and Grinder went AWOL last weekend. Well, apparently, the owners of Coffee and Grinder were also willing put the story out there in the WWW. So here is a link to how it went down from their perspective. This is from a buddy of mine, Scott's, blog Called Igniting Vision. The post can be found "Coffee and Grinder Take a Holiday". Enjoy.

Man's Worst Feature

Have you ever noticed how ugly knees are. It doesn't matter to whom they belong, there still ugly. I mean you can have a big, fat dude standing next to Claudia Schiffer and the one thing in common is...ugly knees.

These Belong To Eva Longoria

These Guys will have your running for the hills.

See what I mean. Come On, I know people have "fetishes" but really, knees give me the creeps. I am not saying I wouldn't disregard someone because of the condition of their knees, but don't expect me to dabble them with whip cream and lick it off, I mean, I married, so I wouldn't do that with you anyway. Too bad there isn't a way to work out or condition your knees so they look more like a muscle or a puppy. How cool would it be to have a couple of cute puppy faces preceding you as you walk down the road instead of moving bone. When people whistle at you the knees are the first to turn. Course, it would change the old adage "my dogs are barking." We would have to come up with another term for our feet...maybe we use mules, the are another animal overworked and under appreciated. We can say "my mules sure are a baying." I think it would fit in at a NASCAR convention.

Knees Knees

Everywhere I turn

Knees Knees

You fail to make me yearn

Knees Knees

You're as ugly as sin

Knees Knees

I can't wait for winter again.

Paybacks

Last weekend I came home after a hard saturday of running sound at church, hanging with friends, and missing my wife (as she had been in South Africa for a mission trip). I arrived at the house around 11:00 pm. I saw the incredibly awful movie District Nine, save yourself the time and money and skip it.

As I opened the door, only about two feet, a felt a catch as if there was something blocking the door. I looked down to see our comfy, yellow couch in the way...This was odd and my first thought was "Oh crap, someone broke in." Needless to say I was part right. I looked around and found my entire living room had been moved and rearranged. Immediately my mind took me to the guilty culprits. Each attempt to contact them ended with a seemingly innocent voicemail or an unanswered texts. I laughed, then plotted my revenge.

Today that revenge was enacted! The two perpetrators, dear

friends of mine, know not of this blog, and as no one really reads it anyway, I feel this little bread crumb or physical evidence shall not betray me. But, these friends of mine are quite the coffee connoisseurs. So, using means of my own, I gained entry into their home and temporarily "removed" their coffee grinder and maker. The idea is for them to come home, from camping ( a four day adventure) to no means of making an eye opening beverage. However, this was only step one.

Step two involved taking the maker and grinder around the cit

y on photo vacation for the two appliances. Pictures of th

em enjoying the local sites and activities will be emailed to th

em, from an anonymous email address. They will eventually get them back, but not without a little bit of a wait...and hopefully a laugh.

These are some of the pictures, with some dark roasted captions too:

Having an afternoon pick me up

Cooling down.

Meeting New Friends.

This Game Just Got Interesting, or at Least Involved

Ring Ring

I am afraid God is calling and I don't know how long I can keep ignoring the call. I just spent the weekend working at Common-ground with the youth of Grace Community UMC. It was pretty awesome and we did some good work.

But, I feel the urge to do more and I am afraid where it will end. If I jump into the pool is there any way other than the deep end, hole heart, mind, and energy. We are talking about a life makeover. And that is the scary part...