You’ve had frankfurters. Think of these as Frankenstein-furters.

March 22, 2011

If you’re a fan of edamame, snow peas, and little cucumber sandwiches with the crusts cut off, this post is not for you. This could get ugly, and not just because there’s a photo of me below. I’m about to unleash a pack of Danger Dogs … meaty little monsters born on the streets of Tijuana. Served from homemade carts fashioned by strapping propane tanks to modified baby strollers.

It starts with a marriage of junk food giants — thick-sliced bacon and pure beef (meaning bovine byproducts) hot dogs. I will forgo the propane/stroller “kitchen” and grill at the front of my garage. I’m not sure why I’m wearing a pink shirt for such a manly undertaking. Subconsciously, I was probably hoping the Pepto-Bismal colorings might soothe stomachs upset by my “cuisine.”

Wrap the wieners with bacon. Harpoon the ends of the heavily cured pork flesh with wooden toothpicks.

Grill the dogs until the bacon is cooked to your desired degree of crispness. My gas grill fainted at the sight of the raw Danger Dogs, so I drug the family griddle to do the deed.

Once the meat is is cooked, place one of these beauties into a bun and top with your choice of sauteed onions and peppers, squiggles of mayonnaise, ketchup, and mustard, and finish off with a grilled jalapeno pepper.

I decided to keep things simple and topped my Danger Dog with jalapeno pepper chips. The men folk polished their Frankenstein-furters with gusto. No amount of coaxing could convince the ladies to partake however.

What about you? Do Danger Dogs make you hungry, or make you queasy?


If Star Wars was real

February 25, 2011

Look at more Star Wars images you clicking here, you must … hmmm?

20 hilarious tennis faces

February 19, 2011

See all 20 here.

Mad Men theology on display with fallen super model angels

February 14, 2011

The Bible serves us a very different picture of angels that the winged super models of this commercial for men’s deodorant:

In the year that King Uzziah died I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up; and the train of his robe filled the temple. Above him stood the seraphim. Each had six wings: with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew. And one called to another and said:

“Holy, holy, holy is the LORD of hosts;
the whole earth is full of his glory!”

And the foundations of the thresholds shook at the voice of him who called, and the house was filled with smoke. And I said: “Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, the LORD of hosts!”
Then one of the seraphim flew to me, having in his hand a burning coal that he had taken with tongs from the altar. And he touched my mouth and said: “Behold, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away, and your sin atoned for.”
(Isaiah 6:1-7 ESV)

As an ad man myself, I can assure you that my fellow advertising professionals are sorely lacking in the theology department. Examples of scripture fail from this commercial include:

  • Seraphim can be translated as “flaming ones,” but not “hot models.”
  • Angels cover themselves with their wings, not hand-me-downs from Kim Kardashian.
  • Angels are too obsessed with the glory of God to abandon their heavenly station to grab a whiff of a dude’s armpit.
  • Angelic “lip action” involves burning coals and atonement

There are loads of screwy ideas about angels. What are some non-biblical seraphim that you’ve seen flying around in popular culture?

Book review: Radical

February 11, 2011

David Platt is very successful. He’s the pastor of a four-thousand member church. He travels and teaches around the world, and has two advanced college degrees to go with his three undergraduate degrees.

You might says that Platt is living the American Dream. But those would be fighting words, in a manner of speaking.

In fact, Platt’s book Radical is subtitled “Taking back your faith from the American Dream.” The author challenges readers to consider whether the gospel has been shaped by our cultural preferences.

He makes a strong case that the Christian witness in the United States has been shaped, and to a great degree, weakened by our national ideals of what is important and valuable. In particular, he illustrates how the church often uses worldly approaches to ministry rather than relying on God’s supernatural provision and power. He says “I am part of a system that has created a whole host of means and methods, plans and strategies for doing church that require little if any faith from God.”

Platt encourages us to return to the radical faith of the Bible by giving priority to the Gospel, prayer and discipleship. He also makes a biblical argument for examining our love for money and possessions in light of God’s call for us to be in the world, but not of the world.

Though often convicted by the revelation of just how much of my life is shaped by the American Dream rather than God’s vision, I found Platt’s humble approach to teaching to make it easier to embrace tough truths. That said, I don’t fully embrace all of what he champions in Radical. In particular, his insistence that foreign missions and ministry to the poor is a universal Christian mandate for all individual believers seems more a product of the contemporary social justice movement rather than a clear biblical imperative.

I can confidently recommend Radical for those willing to examine whether their faith is making an impact on the world, or if it’s the other way around. But just make sure that, in the end, your convictions are born of The Book and not just this book.

Which Darth Vader commercial has the force?

February 11, 2011

This commercial created a lot of buzz during the Super Bowl broadcast.

Personally, I think this web commercial totally crushes the Volkswagen spot.

Which one do you think is better?

Astride a girl’s bike, Dr. No learns to say yes

February 8, 2011

Son:  Hey, Dad. Let’s ride bikes over to the cafe and get some smoothies. You can ride Leah’s bike.

No, it’s too far.

No, it’s too cold.

No, it’s too windy.

No, I’m too old.

No, I’m too proud to be seen riding a girl’s bike.

Me:  Sounds great buddy. Let’s do it.

I did ride the bike with my son to get smoothies. And yes, it was too far, too cold, too windy. But the old man rode a girl’s bike along the busy street, legs pumping furiously, getting soaked by a sprinkler system spraying well water that smelled like poop.

To be honest, I say “no” to my family and friends all go often. I decline opportunities to spend time with them, love them, serve them.

Call me Dr. No.

But James Bond can’t defeat my villainous heart. It takes God’s grace that comes from encouragement like:

Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.

Philippians 2:3-4

How about you? What’s your secret weapon against the “Dr. No” in you?