Joining the Worship Team

So I’ve gone through this grueling, torturous process to join the worship team at our new church and after I sent a little note saying that the first two weeks of the month are harder for me to schedule, we started a banter about my requirements. An exerpt follows:

Well since you asked. The things in group #1 are MUST haves. Please
make sure that there are at least 3 of the items in group #2. Group #3
is entirely optional, but will go a long way towards keeping me happy.

Group #1 – Must Have:
1. A team of 6 white stallions pulling a white, jade-encrusted Fiat
Spider, to pick me up mornings and practise evenings 33 minutes before
the beginning of said occurance.
2. Dressing room + handlers room + private washroom, all painted in
Behr’s ‘Violent Puce’, with accents in the “Warm Burgundy” range.
3. Cheese And Sausage Tray
4. Placed exactly 3″ from the left edge of my dressing table, I expect
a single plum, floating in rose water, served in a man’s hat.
5. New Converse, size 11, in Charcoal Grey or Hunter Green.

Group #2 – Choose 3 or more.
1. Personal on-call deep tissue or sports masseuse.
2. Plasma TV with NHL Center Ice Package
3. Diet Dr Pepper, chilled to 35 degrees Farenheit, served in a German
Beer Mug, with 36ppt grenadine, mixed.
4. A small American Bulldog, dyed green or purple, named ‘Butch’
5. James Earl Jones to announce my arrival, and walk before me,
narrating my day in the 3rd person.

Group #3 – Entirely Optional:
1. Grace
2. Prayer
3. Encouragement
4. Rocking Out.

Another fucking entry.

Happy Jamey? Y’know, if I had something to write about, I would. But the truth is, as I like to say.. sometimes real life gets in the way.. So my 60 hour weeks and church and other things keep me from blogging almost as much as my general malaise about life keeps me from observing interesting things that are blog worthy. So until next time, i’ll leave you the first line of a couple dirty limericks, and the punch line from another joke, and let you fill in the rest.

“There once was a girl from Canuck…”

“There was a young lad from Dayton…”

“A Young Lass From near Beaver Creek…”

and the punch line..

“I *SAID* I was from West *VIRGINIA*!!”

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Overheard

So I went to Worship band practise on thursday night and, as luck would have it, no-one (!!) had a key to the church. So…. we went drinking. the best line of the night goes to Jon, talking to Jason:

“That’s interesting. I’d like to see you as an Asian Woman.”