ramblings of the mc

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Here’s a couple of video clips of me rolling with some of my friends. Just kinda impromptu in the garage, but still a couple of good armbars and a cool teepee, if that’s what you’re into…

One guy is a member of our US Armed Forces, but at his request, I won’t tell you which branch…

In a stunning turn of events, the new “Sex and the City” movie brought home $55.7 million over the weekend.

You are likely saying to yourself, “Brandon, how could you possibly care about this?” Normally, it wouldn’t even make a blip on my radar. But you see, this debacle pushed “Indiana Jones” into second place. Yes, “Indiana Jones” is losing to “Sex and the City.”

Gone are the days when heroes and action and big dreams ruled the silver screen. Heroes like Indiana Jones are soon to go the way of John Wayne and Clint Eastwood. No, we don’t want heroes and adventure; we want girl talk and fashion sense.

Big deal, right? It’s a couple of movies, right? But what does this say about America? We have made a dramatic shift from being proud of our male characteristics and instincts to sweeping them underneath the proverbial rug. We have sought to feminize everything about our society and to dismiss anything that is inherently male as barbaric and rude and stupid. Masculinity is now a dirty word. Sarah Jessica Parker is more relevant than Harrison Ford and George Lucas. To paraphrase John Eldredge, we’ve traded William Wallace for Mother Theresa. I think I wanna die.

Yeah, Indy’s still in second place for now. But if his new movie were made 15 years from now, it might not break the top ten. Or 25 years from now, it might never be made at all.

Rest in peace, Indy.

Face down with the LA curbside endings
With the ones and zeros.
Downtown was the perfect place to hide.
The first star that I saw last night was a headlight
Of a man-made sky, but man- made never made our dreams collide.

Here we are now with the falling sky and the rain…
We’re awakening…
Here we are now with our desperate youth and the pain…
We’re awakening…
Maybe it’s called ambition, you’ve been talking in your sleep
About a dream… we’re awakening…

Last week found me living for nothing but deadlines,
With my dead beat sky but, this town doesn’t look the same tonight.
These dreams started singing to me out of nowhere,
And in all my life I don’t know that I ever felt so alive…

I want to wake up kicking and screaming.
I want to wake up kicking and screaming.
I want to know that my heart’s still beating.
It’s beating…
I’m bleeding…
I want to wake up kicking and screaming.
I want to live like I know what I’m leaving.
I want to know that my heart’s still beating.
It’s beating… it’s beating…
I’m bleeding…

The sun lit each face that passed through the door. As they walked in they talked enthusiastically and welcomed all the unfamiliar faces with handshakes and smiles. Their best song leader led their best songs. The biggest name in the brotherhood preached a fine sermon at the gospel meeting on “Defending the Faith”. The building was sparkling and beautiful. The men wore their finest suits and the women their best dresses.

Jehovah looked down, and as he did, a tear fell silently to the ground. No one noticed…