Wandering Aimlessly

Okay, not really. But those are the t-shirts everyone was wearing today. <.giggle> They beat our asses BAD today. <.sigh> And I'm still bitter that U-Mich wanted to charge me up the arse to go there for school. Because, really, I was *thisclose* to going. And my best friend did go. So it would have been so sweet to beat them. But, alas, the team with the best offense in the Big Ten has ZERO defense. And defense is important, yo. So the Blue trampled the Illini. Ah well. It was my parents' last Illinois football game, which was very sad for my father. We enjoyed it just the same.

Last night I ushered Steven Curtis Chapman. I had never heard of him before, but I enjoyed it. I'm not terribly churchy, so the preachiness got a little long-winded (the concert was four hours long, man! Four hours!) to me, but the music was excellent. One of the highlights was the band putting down their instruments and crowding around the mic with Steven. Steven announced "they not only play instruments, but they sing as well. I didn't say they sing well -- but they sing as well." The group sang an a capella version of one of Steven's songs! It was way cool. And no, they might not have been singers, but they sounded good. And I die for a capella.

The coolest part of the evening had to be the second-half "program" on the Auca Indians of Equador. There was this whole video music thing on the story of these five missionaries who were murdered by the Auca, and then Steve (not to be confused with Steven), the son of one of the murdered missionaries, came out to tell us the rest of the story. It basically ended in his going back to live with the Auca (who are no longer called the Auca, but I can't remember their current name) and his family being adopted into the tribe as well as by the man they now call Grandfather -- the man who brutally murdered Steve's own father half a century ago. After that, Grandfather himself came out and told more of the story in "his talk," which Steve translated for us. THEN Steven sang a song he'd written about it all, and Grandfather sang it as a duet in his language. VERY cool.

Oh, and the keyboardist bounces. Like, JC-style bouncing. Energy. Lots of energy, and a Superman shirt. He was cracking me up.

Last night was My Big Fat Greek Wedding, still as great the third time around, and tonight was Lilo and Stitch for $2 by the Illini Union Board. As cute the second time around. <.g> Happy Kate!