It's been 4 months . . .

It's still in my head ... I love it!

Thanks Montreal team, for the great time going out to 3 Rivers Festival last night. Let's keep witnessing for Jesus to strangers & friends alike! I must say, Extreme Days was quite a treat too. I'm sure a part of that was the great company.  Love you guys! Thanks to the Eb's for hosting too, especially the mustard dip.

And, for those of you thinking it was "Lock the cashbox" (Matt), here's a bit of song history and the lyrics!

"Rock the Casbah" is the title of a song by The Clash, and was released on their 1982 album Combat Rock. The song was inspired by the banning of rock music in Iran under Ayatollah Khomeini. The song gives a fabulist account of the ban being defied by the population, who proceed to "rock the casbah". The King orders jet fighters to bomb any people in violation of the ban. The pilots ignore the orders, and instead play rock music on their cockpit radios. The song does not mention Iran or any other Islamic nation by name. The lyrics include a mixture of Arabic, Hebrew, Hindi, and North African terms such as sharif, bedouin, sheikh, kosher, raga, and casbah.

Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been shakin' to the top
The sheik he drove his Cadillac
He went a' cruisin' down the ville
The muezzin was a' standing
On the radiator grille

CHORUS
Sharif don't like it
Rockin' the casbah
Rock the casbah
The shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah

By order of the prophet
We ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy Casbah sound
But the Bedouin they brought out
The electric kettle drum
The local guitar picker
Got his guitar picking thumb
As soon as the sherif
Had cleared the square
They began to wail

CHORUS

Now over at the temple
Oh! They really pack 'em in
The in crowd say it's cool
To dig this chanting thing
But as the wind changed direction
The temple band took five
The crowd caught a wiff
Of that crazy Casbah jive

CHORUS

The king called up his jet fighters
He said you better earn your pay
Drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the Casbah way

As soon as Sharif was
Chauffeured outta there
The jet pilots tuned to
The cockpit radio blare

As soon as Sharif was
Outta their hair
The jet pilots wailed

CHORUS

He thinks it's not kosher
Fundamentally he can't take it.
You know he really hates it.

Check out the video of tired people in the video section

My wife said people don't want to hear about her, the girls, or the motorcycle

So how about some new Brian Regan?

Pilots never question the authority of the tower. "Well, the tower's telling us to hold."

"Well, so, so what about that?"

Just once I want to hear, "The tower's telling us to hold, but uh ... you might notice I'm rumbling along the grass ... if you look out the right you'll see all those aircraft lined up on the runway ... uh, the tower keeps telling us we're number 19 for takeoff ... I say we're number 1!"

What's the tower gonna do? "Hey you ... you can't exhibit that type of behavior!" "You're right, I shouldn'ta done that. I know I shoulda listened, but if you need me I'll be up in the clouds."

If it didn't make sense, that's what happens when you don't come to our house on Wednesday after Revolution. Bad people, very bad. Enjoy your weekend!

I've figured some things out . . .

1 pool + 1 beautiful wife + 4 great girls = tons of fun

Add to that a motorcycle, a bit more progress on the attic, lots of good times with good friends, and a faithful God, and this has been a great month. Hope you're making the most of every day!