This bloke is on the front page of Webstat. I don't know why, but he annoys me a bit. Maybe he looks to smug. God loves him though. And so do I.

The dance thing was interesting. There are some strange dancers out there. I didn't get a lot of the work. Some of the pieces were more weird than others. Like there was one that was entirely to an answering machine and the messages left on it. No music. Very strange. I didn't get that one. There were others with poetry and lots of rolling around on the floor. I didn't get that one either.

The pieces done by my church were good though. They were more story based (Jo told me that), and I figured them out a bit better. I like stories. I was thinking it would be fun to get the dancers from church and make a film clip because I like film clips and it would be fun.

Tonight I'm going to Abundance, it's a dance thing at CCC. My church is performing. I'm not.

I also ate some lunch with Jo. I had some chinese seafood which wasn't very nice.

Today I spent loads of time walking around the city to various camera shops asking if they had a battery for Robert's camera (I need to send it to Uluru because the one he's using broke so now he can't film anything).

Every converstion went like this (except the one at Georges):

Me: Hi, I need a battery for a Panasonic DX-100.

Salesperson: Oh, ok. We have these. (Produces three Panasonic batteries for DS and MX cameras which clip on the back)

Me: They need to go inside the camera. It's for a DX-100.

Salesperson: Oh yes the DX-100. Older camera, about three years old.

Me: Yeah, triple chip.

The sales person then proceeds to pull out about 5 batteries that don't fit.

Salesperson: Sorry, we don't have one.

Me: Ok thanks.

I had that conversation about 20 times today. Except in George's where I said "I need a battery for a Panasonic DX-100", and the guy said "Sorry we don't have them" and I said "Ok".

In the end I found one shop with a dodgy imitation brand. I hope it doesn't blow up the camera. Unless of course it blows up the camera so they give us a new camera. That would be cool.

David and I just had long converstions about God, Bible, Jesus, nominalism, obidience, Counting Crows, old times, helping people, over analysing situations.

Was pleasant. I enjoyed. David's a good friend.

I believe that people should not smoke in the car.

Chris has re-done an accoustic version of Snake (you'll like that Howie) from our marvellous little film Pure Joy.

Chris has re-visited Snake many times. I'm glad I haven't re-visited the film as many as he has the song. I'm also glad he made a verson without me singing. I think the song was the best thing to come out of that movie.

Pure Joy was a really bad movie.

I was thinking the other day (or was it today) that I am very glad that I am no longer aiming to be a world famous director. I don't know if I could have cut it. Film school might have refined me. Some of the stuff I do is alright. Other things are rubbish. Now it doesn't matter if I make rubbish. I only waste a few people's time. If I'm rubbish in youth ministry, that's God's problem. Partly. I guess I feel less pressure because I'm sure this is where God wants me. I'll do my best. I'll be obiedient. But it's freeing not having to worry about my own goals. When it's God's agenda and not mine, it makes it nicer.

The stakes in God's work are a little higher though.

Did I say I'm very happy to be in youth ministry? I am. Best thing I ever did.

Except perhaps something else that I'm not thinking about at the moment.

Don't ever say I'm un-commital.

I haven't done much today.

I went to a young adults ministry night thingy. We had fondue. I had one strawberry. I'm not very good at things I'm not running.

I saw an ad for an online dating thing which said "Sometimes fate can take too long, sign up now". Doesn't that defeat the purpose of believing in fate?

"Jesus was Gay!" says some dude.

I get a little bored with people trying to scandalise Jesus. This bloke recons Jesus was gay because of the book of John and the allignment of the planets when Jesus was born. It seems that those to sources are a little inconpatable. The man is from Brisbane.

I really like Peter Hollingworth.

His address is really good. I think he's a good man.

I have to do the washing up.

Bum.

I just watched Romancing the Stone. It wasn't very good. We're really running low on DVDs to watch at Video Ezy. We asked Mark (our friendly Video Ezy man) if he was getting Our Lips Are Sealed in. Now it's always a little embarrassing asking if the video store has a Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen film in (because I'm constantly doing it). But Chris was in it and I went and visited him on the set with Andrew one cloudy day in mid-2000. I even got to see the Olsen twins themselves! It was soooo exciting. Anyway, I asked because I want to see it, but sadly I don't think Video Ezy Hornsby is going to get it in.

Quotes in my blog containing the word "dog":

"My printer is a dog."

"Exploding Dog"

"This computer is a dog."

"I'm a dog"

"There's a dude in the US who has been sentenced to spend 30 nights in dog house."

"I love my dog more. But my dog barks more than my computer and connects to the internet less."

"Bringing in the dog so she can eat it"

"I got a new t-shirt from my dog. Don't ya love dogs?"

"If my house does burn down I think I'll take the dog, the computer and my Lord of the Rings Extended Edition DVD."

And one more:

"My dog barks too much. Good night"

These are the pretty flags of the people that have visited me blog.

Someone from Brunei Darussalam visited my blog. Hello to Brunei Darussalam, from all of us here in Australia, that land of Kangaroos and Govenor-Generals.

I'm a little lost today.

I have nothing much to do. It's strange. I have no one visiting me, no one to visit. I have nothing to get ready for. I have no assesments to do. I do have things coming up, but today is not to day to do them. So right now I'm just floating around. I read Harry for a while on the couch and fell asleep, not that I was all that tired.

Now I'm seeing what I can find to do on the computer. I'm listening to Matchbox 20 on DVD. Maybe I'll go for a walk.

But then again, I have no where to go. And I'm a little lost.

Went and saw Phone Booth tonight. Good movie. All about honesty and stuff. Accountability, humility, pride. Lots of good stuff. Made me want to be an honest person. Made me not want to cheat on my wife too. Or even fantasize about cheating on my wife. I think the film had some good morals in it. Being real. And all that. Worth a watch.

In the windows behind the phone booth there was a big window that said "Who do you think you are? And why?" I think that was symbolic.

Noodles left his rain coat and umbrella at college today and he rang me while I was still there to ask if I could bring them home for him. I said that was fine and travelled to Hornsby with them. When I got Hornsby I went to the place where I thought his front door was. I knew it was down the lane and around the back, because lives above a store. I found a stair case and decided that it must have been his, and when up it. At the top of the stair case (it was an outdoor concrete one) there was like a concrete back porch. There was a washing line, some windows and two doors. Now as my connundrim. Which door was his door? I looked at them both carfully and decided that it must be the one on the right because there was a lighted window in that one and I knew someone was home. I knocked on the door and waited.

I heard a woman shout "Who's at the door?" (It didn't seem to be to anyone in particular) and a figure arrived.

The door opened a notch and there was the face of a woman, who didn't look anything like a friend of Noodles. I knew this because the woman was just in her underwear. Well she was in a bra, I didn't think it was polite to look any lower. I asked "Is Nathan here?"

"No, he doesn't live here" Then she closed the door.

I decided to call him on mobile before I tried the other door. Just in case.

When I did find him he came from the other side and was wearing a lot more clothes.