Monthly Archives: July 2009

Thanks, Ronald. You’ve done it. You’ve become the only decent cup of coffee in the fair village of Sebewaing. I am sitting in Ronald’s dining room right now, experiencing first hand what it is to taste decaf but smell McNuggets … Continue reading →

I’m spending this week at BayShore Camp, nestled between the Saginaw Bay and the Michigan Sugar Company.  My job is to lead music/worship for “big church”, lead a morning Bible study on the book of Philippains, direct the camp Choir … Continue reading →

I’m spending this week leading worship and speaking at a family camp in Michigan’s favorite opposable — the thumb. God has been here and is great; the people are wonderful; the food is great. However, the irony is that I’m … Continue reading →

Today we make our bi-monthly trip to Sam’s Club, which means two things: We can get 10 pounds of Animal Crackers for the price of 9 pounds. The kids can eat free lunch, thanks to a conglomeration of microwaves and … Continue reading →

People come to radblog for many reasons.   Well, three big ones at least: 1. They love the BMX movie “RAD” and have been aching for a place to cohort. 2. They are concerned about radiation and want to read a … Continue reading →

I work at a certain radio station that uses that which is against all good: the Windows Operating system. As many people have said many times in many languages, Windows is great. Many more people (nearly 10% of the computing … Continue reading →

We spent most of yesterday at the Detroit Zoo, home of lions, tigers and bears. The Detroit Zoo is also home to a penguinarium that smells, strangely enough, like fish. You’d think that it would smell like penguins. Like me, … Continue reading →

RadCast #015 focuses on what happens when a lawn mower breaks and a three year old helps fix it.

First off, please allow me to apologize for not updating as often as I should. I apologize. Thanks for allowing me to do this.  It’s been a busy few weeks, what with all the goings on and whatnot.  I was … Continue reading →

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