Facebook in the Nursing Home Part 3

There is a God and He hates me. Just days after my blog about old people having Facebook pages who pops up with one? My mother! It is a sad day in cyberspace, Facebook is officially dead. I think just for fun I'm going to find the most offensive quizzes and send them to her. And then convince her it's not me sending them, but someone else named Kelley Davenport. Better yet, I'll get her log in and go on there and start posting rude comments on all her fellow old lady friends. Come to think of it, old people on Facebook might be fun. Oh well, I guess I've learned my lesson about complaining and posting things on my Blog, they come true.

That being said: It drives me CRAZY when Heidi Klum barges into my office and wants to make out!

Facebook in the Nursing Home, Pt 2

After a good nights sleep I realize I may have been too harsh on old people using Facebook. The old lady I referred to just really annoyed me in general. So that may have factored into my rant last night. However, I still don't think old people need to have a Facebook. Of course, age is relative, to someone I'm an old person. Anyway, I still pray that my mother never gets one!

Facebook in the Nursing Home

So it's time for my once every three month post. But today I'm at a birthday party for the daughter of a friend of mine. A family friend of theirs came by, she is about 65 years old. She wouldn't shut up about her Facebook account. Now, I'm not stupid, I know there is an invasion of Gen X people (that's people my age) on Facebook. But at least Gen Xers actually had computers when we were in High School. We're all just trying to hold onto the fact that we are still young and cool, as I drag my three kids to McDonald's. But there is no reason this old lady should have a Facebook. Basically all she does is post pictures of her family and friends. Why? Can't she just dig in her big old purse, under her checkbook, and pull out a photo album? That's what old ladies carry, check books and photo albums. I'm not so much bothered by the fact she has a Facebook account, but she kept walking around asking people if "they saw that picture on Facebook". Of course, now that I think about it, what else does she have to do? Teenagers and old people have a lot in common. Other people take care of them. They don't have a job so they have nothing better to do then sit on the computer. They poop their pants. OK, maybe that was just me . . . I mean that weird kid across the street. So maybe Facebook is the perfect place for retired people. Maybe they need their own social networking site: OldFarts, My Depends, Old Face, Face Where are My Dentures. I don't know. I'm just glad my mom hasn't signed up for Facebook. I spent 4 days on the phone with her trying to explain how to scan and e-mail a picture. Could you imagine her calling me every time she got a request to take a quize or fill our a survey! Oh well, Facebook will be dead soon enough. Kids will move on to something else. I just with I could figure out what that is so I could invent it.

Cool Commercial

I really like this commercial our church put out. I think it's the best one we've ever done. Which is a little odd since I had nothing to do with it. I guess there are other talented people in our office. Who knew?!? Props to my good friend Andrew for the closing graphic. Once again proving his mad skills. Enjoy! (Sorry for the poor video quality. It really looks much better then this, but this is the only copy Bill would give me. Looser!)


Love Came To Town from Bill Coffman on Vimeo.

Looking for something to do to kill time at work?

Try this:

1. Call a local grocery store

2. Ask for the meat department

3. Ask whoever answers the phone if they carry turducken

Better yet, try doing the above in person.  I guarantee you this is the reply you will get in either scenario:  “A what . . .”  and/or “A turducken . . . hold on”

It’s great fun!

The CCC Compost Pile

So, I built a compost pile at my house the other day.  As I was building it I thought to myself “Self, Community Christian Church is kind of like a compost pile”.  Basically a compost pile (or at least the one I did) works as follows:  You start off with a bunch of tree limps, branches and the like.  That forms your base.  You do this so that air can flow under the pile, which speeds up the process.  Then you make a “nest” out of leafs and grass clippings, that sort of thing.  This allows for airflow from the sides.  (Doing it this way you don’t have to turn the pile).  Then you pile in your garbage, which is just about anything but meat and dairy.  I think I had some egg shells, a few bananas, some lettuce and other various vegetables and bread product.  After you put your trash in the nest you cover it up with leafs and the whole process starts over.  Nest, trash, leafs.  Nest, trash, leafs. Etc.   Then the soil heats up, the bugs and microorganisms do their thing and before long you have great soil for your garden, to make things grow.  Then the stuff you grow eventually ends up back in the compost pile and becomes fertile soil for next years garden.  It really is amazing how it works.  You’ve got all this worthless left over table scraps that are magically converted to rich fertile soil.  Is the Church any different?  No, if it’s working right, not really.  We’ve got our base God.  Then we surround ourselves with a nest or support system: small groups, serving teams, friends that will help us.  Then we put ourselves in the nest.  Now, I won’t go so far as to call us “trash”.  But let’s face it, a lot of times there’s not much going on in us that isn’t trash, or I guess I’ll call it sin.  After we’re in the next we cover ourselves with Jesus and God’s amazing grace.  We learn to love God and love others.  And before long we develop into a rich fertile Christ follower.  Then we can remove ourselves from the pile and go out and help others grow.  And just like soil we eventually end up back in the compost pile, because we are always changing and growing to become even more like Christ.  CCC, bring your trash and compost with the rest of us!