De Chile

Gingerbread Riot

Whose that runnin’ on down the street?

A gingerbread man who jumped off that sheet

Tryin’a ‘scape so I won’t eat

His little ginger arms and ginger feet.

First I mixed molasses with sugar and with flour

Put them in the oven, and felt a surge of power

Gingerbread riot

Oh my lord, now they’re alive

Gingerbread riot

Should’ve left the cooking to my wife

Gingerbread riot

Look at them running around

Gingerbread riot

Last Call

Last chance for tickets!  Ambassador Arts, LLC’s holiday sensation returns with all new tales of snow, fun, and present-peeking peril, while presenting the true reason for Christmas!  It's meaningful entertainment for the whole family.

Be swept away on a journey of holiday adventures by internationally acclaimed performers Daniel Cossette, Judy Buch, and George Sarris, through the unique art forms of mime, ventriloquism, and storytelling.

Classic favorites will be returning, as well as exciting new combinations of the art forms that will stretch the imagination!

All at

Cheney Hall, 177 Hartford Rd. Manchester

December 15^th, 1:30pm and 7pm

And December 16th, 3pm

For tickets call: 860-268-3744

Box office: $15, early bird $10, groups of five or more $7

It's Christmas with MIVEST!  (MIme, VEntriloquism, and STorytelling...)

Spread the word!  This year is going to be awesome!

Not for me, but for you...

So I post for those friends and family members who don't know what's going on in my life.

I'm currently maxed out with plans for Christmivest, the full theater/ticket sales/newspaper and radio promotions/professional artists/rehearsals and the whole nine yards.  Its going to ba an awesome show.  I'm working with two professional artisans, George Sarris an actor/storyteller who works in NYC by day, and Judy Buch, a killer ventriloquist who's routines still make me laugh the third fourth and fifth times that I watch them.  We did a "road version" of the full "theatrical version" for a assisted living home in Chesire, CT today, and it went really well.  I;ve very excited about the "real thing" in two weeks.  Enough with the "quotes" now.

After that I have one week to get ready for another show I know nothing about, except that I've been told that my responsibilities are surprisingly larger than I was originally led to believe.  D'oh!

Then we have Christmas.  I sleep for one week.  I have a New Years night ministry, and then two weeks to prepare for leaving the country to go to South America on mission for 3 months--I will finish learning fluency in Spanish during that time for some yet-undetermined purpose from God.  Everyboyd says I meet my wife down there.  That would work.  I'd speak Spanish for that.  But I've also requested that she speak English.  Here's to not crossing fingers.

I've been learning alot about limits and boundaries these last few weeks/months.  I'd now the timeframe more specifically if I could determine the limit/boundary between weeks/months better, but I sometimes can't.  This was my paragraph for using "/" marks.

Before I depart my fair church and the youth group in which I invest so must, I am trying to raise up my drama team to stand on its own two feet.  Or eight, since I have four primary responsible-type members.  My desire is to impart enough so that it can continue and grow without me, otherwise I failed to reproduce, and leave a legacy bigger than my own temporary talents.

Aside from that, life is boring.  Actually, I've had a chance to hang out with a few people, and I'll tell you, its necessary for sanity, and also for health, and general joy-of-living.  Speaking of which God healed my ankle from an injury, glory to Him.  That's all for now.

You are the anvil, I am the hammer

Okay, so my class is not for whiners.

I told them that the first day.  I do not accept, "I can't" because that's just your excuse because you think you can't and you haven't tried, or you don't want to.  And I really do not accept, "I won't."  You walk into my classroom, and it is exactly that:  My Classroom.  I'm your daddy.

So yesterday one of my guys wouldn't do the push-ups we do for warm up EVERY-SINGLE-WEEK.  I stopped the whole class and made them stand around watching until he gave me twenty.  I said good job, and we moved on.

Then the same kid spilled water in the studio.  I told him to get a paper towel and clean it up.  He left and came back without anything.  I said get a paper towel and clean it up.  He left and came back empty handed.  I said, what's the problem here?  I told you to get paper towel and clean this up.  "I don't know where they are."  Okay, fine.  Somebody show him where they are.  They come back and he lets the other kid start cleaning up the mess.

Oooooo... wrong answer.

I made the perpetrator clean it up.  Thank you.

Then I was like, all right lets move on--next lesson.  "I don't wanna do it."  What?  "I'm not doing the excercise."  Fine.  Get out of my classroom.  You're stinking up the joint with your attitude.

I don't care if you spill water in my classroom, but you sure as heck are going to clean it up.  I'm not mad at you, that's just the way it is.  Hey--he did all the push-ups I wanted.  I'm happy.  But you give me an attitude, you're done.  I will come down on you like a hammer.

To his credit, he apologized to me today.  I repsect him for that.  I told him, when you give me 100% you succeed.  You have great energy and strength.  Give me your best, and you will succeed.

Give it your all, and you will succeed.