Music is such a powerful force in my life. It always has been. My mother worked hard to cultivate that. Most of my childhood memories include some form of singing with Mom. When I was three, she bought me a kid-sized Mickey Mouse-shaped guitar. We played and sang together every night.
Has anyone else been following Major League Baseball this year? If you haven’t, here’s a quick update:
- 3 players reached the 500 home runs mark (including A-Rod, the youngest player in history to do it)
- Prince Fielder became the youngest player with 50 homers in a season
- Jimmy Rollins joined the very exclusive 20-20-20-20 club
- Tom Glavine reached his 300th win
- Roger Clemens got his 350th
- Trevor Hoffman became the all-time saves leader
- And oh yeah, this guy named Barry Bonds set the new record for career home runs
Tomorrow, the new Bethel bluegrass band Radar Ray and the Creekbusters will play their first gig. Normally, I don’t get nervous about this kind of stuff. However, usually when I gig, it’s just me; no one else looks bad if I screw up. This is totally different. I have the opportunity to potentially turn five of my best friends into a complete joke in front of what I hope is a huge audience.
I’m pretty pleased so far with my time here in Berlin, which is already half over! We have German classes from about 9 till 2:30 every day, which gives us the rest of the day to do whatever we want.
On Tuesday, September 18, I was able to witness my first criminal trial. My presence had been requested for jury duty. All of my life I have heard people whine and groan when they realize they have jury duty.
I couldn’t have been more excited. I sat there for two hours while the judge excused people who couldn’t qualify as jurors (for various reasons). One man stated that he couldn’t be a juror because the prosecuting lawyer was his wife’s drum instructor.
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