Because after talking with them for quite a while… all I really remember is this one little detail…
Last Thursday I drove to Omaha, Nebraska to hear Frank Schaeffer, author of Crazy for God and lots of other really great books dealing with the crazier end of the Christianity spectrum, speak. He did not disappoint. You can hear his talk at this link. If you start at about eleven minutes you can skip the introductions, although the minister of the church where Frank talked does give a brief, but interesting account of his own visit to L’Abri, the [...]
I was introduced to the writing of Frank Schaeffer via his book Crazy For God several years ago. I loved the book and wrote about it here. On that post, a reader left a comment asking me if I had read any of Schaeffer’s fiction books. I had not and I tucked that comment away in my brain in hopes that someday it would resurface at just the exactly right moment when I was in need of a new book [...]
We hosted Thanksgiving this year. Twenty-seven of my husband’s closest relatives stayed at our house for four days. We went hiking and played board games and watched ballgames and went to the movies and The Oracle Known as Steve staged a coup and tried to take over my kitchen, but I bravely fended him off with a carving knife, a rusty old egg beater and a very pokey meat thermometer. And yet, even as he bled out from oozing puncture [...]
Because the Christmas tree photo was getting a wee bit tiresome.
With mincing alacrity, Dear Charles takes on Lee Strobel’s “The Case for Christ” and startling questions arise!!!
Because after talking with them for quite a while… all I really remember is this one little detail…
You are so good at investigating!!! LOL I bet they do a great job – usually people who volunteer to do somthing ejoy it and do a great job!!
You are so good at investigating!!! LOL I bet they do a great job – usually people who volunteer to do somthing ejoy it and do a great job!!
If they marketed those Pyro Crew shirts, they’d make a ton of money. I’d buy one for my husband – we currently have TWO burn piles on our property…….
I love reading your blog!
SB
Great coverage, how was the event? I slept through most of the fireworks near here. The court out in front looks like a war zone. I wish people would pick up their junk when they finish. Oh well. MUD
I see a Pulitzer in your future! You were allowed into the inner sanctum of the boys’ world. Kudos to you!
Why thank you, you little cub reporter, you.
I have never seen all those big, bad boys up close.
The fireworks, I mean.
I think MM and Tim would love you forever if you sent them some of those pyro shirts.
I love the slogan.
And the picture of the big boys (the humans) glaring at you.
About those shirts.
Get on it.
I have two grown boys who would love one.
Those shirts are awesome and yeah forget that lighting job…way too scary for me…it looks like everyone still has their limbs though.
Your journalling is much better than my local newspaper. You obviously use spell-check.
Those shirts are very cool, you could probably pick one up in a thrift store on a really lucky day.
Wish I could Donna, I have four boys who would love one, but the Pyro Crew is not for sale.
Wish I could Donna, I have four boys who would love one, but the Pyro Crew is not for sale.
Rechelle,
I found some on line and they even have the same tagline.
They are not the fun neon color…but they are avaliable if you google a bit :o)
No Way! Oh that is just wrong!
I love the T-shirt caption in the first shot!!!
Those shirts rock! You need them for your boys next summer…just for around the house, you know.
It also appeared to be a “Boys Only” club from your pictures. The picture that you have posted above your question about joining: they might as well have been holding a hand-painted sign that reads “No Gurlz Alowed!”
I saw that long pipe and long fuse and thought, “I could do that.” Then you said they had 1 second. Certainly can’t do that!
I love the t … they need to sell it ….
Mud – You need to move to Country Club Circle in Wamego… my father-in-law makes the kids and grandkids pick up everything the night of the 4th, then go out the next day, in the hot sun and humidity, and pick up every eensy, weensy bit and scrap of fireworks… not only in the court, but in the surrounding neighbor’s yards. My husband even had the shop vac out in the middle of the street!
Try Pyronovelties.com for the shirts.
For the ‘Boys Club’ folks, I am a professional pyrotechnician and usually at least 1/3 to 1/2 of my crew on any given show is female.
I know several women who are also licensed pyrotechnicians and two of my three daughters are considering getting their licenses – after years of helping dad on his shows.
Plenty of girls allowed!