The Return of the Close Ups.

As I struggle to find inspiration for new blogs, I am going back to an old favorite.

 

Guess what this image is cropped from.

 

When this was new, it was considered mundane. Something only boring people would have.

 

Now we look back and longingly wish such attention to style was still around.

 

Today, design is centered around safety and practicality, much of which is enforced by government oversight.

 

In the mid 1950’s even a practical item like this was enhanced with jet age style.

 

I am a very practical person.

 

My clothing reflects professionalism at work and comfort at leisure.

 

And I drive a minivan.

 

But I infuse my life with music, humor, and enthusiasm.

 

I tend to live life loud – often literally.

 

I am passionate about the life my faith brings to me and where it takes me.

 

I try to share it with that same passion.

 

I’d venture to guess that today’s secret item is not so secret to you by now.

 

I saw this 1955 Chevy 210 Townsman station wagon at a car show last weekend.

1955 Chevrolet 210 Townsman Wagon (photo enhanced by Chat GPT)

 

I can relate to it.

 

It is very practical.

 

At the same time, it has enough style to bring some fun and enthusiasm to daily life.

 

That’s me.

 

I know some of you who will read this and relate.

 

And then I know some of you who are more like a Corvette or a Beetle.

 

Whatever you relate to, I pray you bring enthusiasm to the unique life that God has placed before you.

 

And if you relate to a fun old wagon like me, join the club and bring on the nachos (if you are a fun nerd like me – five different nachos).

 

If you were a car, what kind would you be?

Why?

Chicken Dance in a Box

Over the years, a favorite activity of student groups I’ve been involved with has been “Sermon in a Box.

A student would volunteer, stand up front, and ask for one or two words to build an impromptu two-minute sermon around.

They then had 60 seconds to plan their “sermon” before delivering it.

The results were often hilarious and occasionally profound.

Today I asked my youngest daughter, Grace, for two words for me to fit into my blog.

She chose the words “chicken” and “dance.”

Okay.

At least I have more than 60 seconds.

And I have the internet.

And, oh what a treasure trove I have found! (Thank you Wikipedia – no guarantees of accuracy).

Did you know that the chicken dance was based on a song composed by the Swiss accordionist Werner Thomas in 1957.

It was originally the “Duck Dance.”

In 1981, when the song was performed at Oktoberfest in Tulsa, OK, a man dressed in a chicken outfit danced to it.

Because of that little incident, we now have – the “Chicken Dance.”

Photo credit – ChatGPT

Thanks a lot, Tulsa.

But then, what harm has the chicken dance ever done?

The moment that insidious accordion rhythm starts playing, the young and the young at heart all get up and start flapping their wings.

By the end of the song, anyone who is not a stick in the mud or way too cool for their own good is up having a hilariously good time without regard for personal pride.

All that without the embarrassingly suggestive lyrics of a certain other party song.

I never said this was going to be a profound blog.

But maybe it will inspire some profound clean fun.

Since I’ve already planted the “Chicken Dance” tune in your brain, the only way to get it out is to play the song.

So, go ahead. Crank it up and grab anyone who isn’t too hung up on themselves and have a mini party.

If it turns out bad, blame it on my daughter.

And don’t forget to blame that chicken guy in Tulsa too.