as mentioned a couple of days ago, i have a second interview with compassion australia tomorrow {friday 18th} for the position of Event & Partner Artists Relationship Manager. the thing is, i really want the job. in the week since the first interview and actually thinking about it, praying about it and researching up on it, my heart has changed and i am totally all about this job…. Psalm 37:4 {in the king james english} Delight thyself also in the LORD: and He shall give thee the desires of thine heart. i’ve grown to understand the meaning of this promise not as Father being the genie or santa clause in the sky, but as the more amazing beauty that happens when one is in love with Father and is walking with Him, and His spirit changes their heart, moulds it like pottery… changes the very desires one has, changes the outlook and motivation of ones heart… in some way i feel like He has done that in my heart, and now my desire is for this job, where a week ago the desire wasn’t reallythere.
but the more i want it it, the greater the anxiety that i’m gonna muck it up somehow… in the style of Larry DavidCurb Your Enthusiasm and that i am setting myself up for disappointment. somehow i’m gonna do some i am not an anxious person, not a nervous person, i’m pretty unflappable really, and i’m sure come tomorrow 1:30pm sydney time, i’ll be fine. it’s just the now- this before time, the anticipation is like a bowling ball sitting in my stomach.
anyway, here’s the deal: tomorrow i get up {QLD time} at 3:30am, we bundle everyone up and pile in the car and drive the one hour and 15 minutes to brisbane airport for the 6am flight to newcastle. {after last weeks fiasco of missing the flight, i’m not taking any chances.} i hire a car from newcastle airport and cruise around till around lunch time, when i’ll have to find somewhere to get changed and then head over to the Compassion HQ. 1:30 interview and then more hanging around. i then cruise back to the airport, drop car, catch bus to the train station and then go the hour on the train to gosford – where i will be hanging, staying, speaking and photographing at the 3-5-1 camp, that part will be fine, fun and rewarding. it’s just tomorrow in newcastle….
hey, if you are the praying type then please talk to Father about me and this job. i’m all pregnant with expectation…

this time of year…

it’s the last week of september – first few days of october….
that time of year again.
this time of year always seem to fly by, stumble over, collapse like a row of dominoes. and it’s mostly due to the blackstump music festival.
here’s the festival’s website.
here’s the festival’s wikipedia entry.
i love this festival. it’s like a family reunion every year. and it’s become one of the most important dates on the “aussie christian hip-hoppers” calendar. we’ve had some fun times with them. and by fun times i mean, real fun times and real not fun times. but all in all, it’s a great weekend.
it just takes up so much of my late september, and early october.
so tomorrow i fly out in the morning – thursday 27th september- to Sydney and i get back on the Gold Coast late tuesday 2nd october. and here are some of the things on the agenda:
– catch up with Wizdm and talk about releasing his second solo album on mustard.
– catch up with the hoodsta kidd, see where his solo album is at.
– organize blackstump acts for friday night, sunday morning & sunday night.
– help out with all things from krosswerdz and the service in sydney on saturday night.
– meet with the NSW bible society about the australian hip-hop bible.
– try and meet with the team behind
– take some family pictures/ do some sittings.
– maybe do a story for a music magazine on the krosswerdz scene.
– plus oodles of catching up.

i’ll try and blog some pictures and stuff.

and it’s that weird djp condition of simultaneously looking forward to something and looking forward to it being finished.

it’s gonna be fun, i’ll just miss b & the boys too much.
{drummond told me today “when i’m a bigger boy i’ll come with you and help you daddy, i’ll come with you on the plane and go to blackstump.” he had such a perfect earnestness combined with a matter of factness that almost made me cry…}

the blog programme

Mondays are Family Foto Mondays.

Tuesdays are Self Portrait Tuesdays.

Wednesdays are Wifey Wednesdays.

Thursdays are Things I Love Thursdays
and The Art of the Drum Thursdays.

Fridays are Arty Farty Fridays.

and the weekends are whatever i want.

{note 2010 – i don’t think this lasted even a week}

another 26 hours left in victoria.

well, we are down to our last day or so left down here…

the schedule goes a little like this: soon: family dinner- try and teach my parents in law how to use the internet – drive to melbourne and take b to see the last show of “the lion king” in melbourne – come back to geelong – maybe catch up with kirby lancaster for a very late night cup of insomnia coffee – get a little sleep – wake up very early – finish doing a wedding proof album – finish packing – leave geelong at about 12:30pm and drive to melbourne airport – fly out at 2:45pm on jetstar and arrive home on the gold coast around 5pm….
it’s been an interesting time down here… and a long time down here… i don’t think we will ever do anything like this again, contracting work away from home for this long. way too hard. and also in so many ways i feel like i have “moved on” from being in geelong. {take that how you will all my beloved “geelongians” i don’t mean it to be a dis on your fair town} i know that geelong will always be like a sort of “home” for me… i mean you don’t spend over 10 years of your life somewhere without having some sort of love for the place, but you know, i have never considered myself a victorian/ geelong local/ part of the place- i have always been a queenslander sojourning in a foreign land… and i feel like a lot of the people and things and places and even friendships that were part of my life down here are already beginning to fade from my heart. i am someone that likes to stay in touch with people. i am the dude that usually calls first or visits first, the guy who makes it happen {and by “it” i mean in this case a friendships/relationships}. but you know out of all my myriad of friends and vast sea of people i know and really like, i can count on one hand how many of those stay in touch with me with the same level of “intensity” {for want of a better word}

props go to those who immediately spring to mind- mistery, wizdm, jolane, simon, mikey/jesta, aaron…

now i know some would say, “well doesn’t that tell you something? either about them or you – i mean if people don’t want to keep in contact with you, it’s either because of:

  1. they are too busy.
  2. they don’t care about ya.
  3. they are slack.
  4. you suck.
  5. all of the above “

and i think, depending on the person, that any/some/all of those points can be valid. but i am slowly learning to let go of those people and friendships that in your heart of hearts you feel are one sided. if someone doesn’t care enough to call, email or even text message once in a while then am i casting my pearls before swine?

still learning.

still letting go.

still saying goodbye to geelong….