Theology Evolved?

So I have been back as made apparent by my twitter updates on the right.

I had a moment of great nerdiness that I feel the need to share across the blogosphere.

On the way back from Sacramento to Redding (2.5 hour drive more or less) I was dead tired from 19 hours being spent in a variety of airports and planes, and you throw in it was 2am when we set out for Redding. So I was pretty loopy. Luckily I had planned ahead and put a rockstar in the car before we left. So between sipping on that and belting out "You Give Love a Bad Name" in Blake Lewis fashion I was doing okay, till half way. Then my mind started shutting down.

So I went back to my childhood roadtripping days when my dad would challenge my sister and I to do math problems so we could win a treat at the next stop. So what did I do? I started calculating how many seconds it would take to cover a mile at a variety of speeds. from 30mph (120 seconds) to 75mph (48 seconds). Down to calculating the exact time we would pull into our apartment (4:31am). It was kinda sick, but it kept me awake.

Unfortuantely after falling asleep at 5am, the rockstar had me going at 7:30 am. But now with that being said I felt really smart because I used that early morning time to organize our spare bedroom before it became a giant storage area for the other rooms. success was mine.

Anyways, yah we are back, we are married, and we are happy.

So I decided to more or less impromptu go visit my old college roommate Pastor Matt Anderson at his bequest because he is lonely since his wife is out on the east coast. So it was a fun drive for me to drive him back to Sacramento from his visit up to Redding and enjoy some great talks about where and how we try to encounter God in worship. We did this while listening to just about every David Crowder Band CD that has been released. We talked about how sometimes it is hard to get past ourselves, and about playing Bass.
Halfway thru the trip and I let Matt take the wheel so we could get to his house, and after he figured out hwo to drive stick again we got going, and he complimented my car by saying it was very quiet, and wondered if I ever knew if it was off or on. It is much quieter than my old cars... but nothing on a Prius. Those things are assassin cars. So stinking quiet you don't even here them drive up on you.
We capped the night off with some Brewed Beverages and a lil Bomberman '93 on the Wii. So good times had by all so far. Tomorrow, Church, and who knows what else!