Wally World...The Life of the Legend

So yesterday was Wally’s 36th B-day.  Tell him happy Birthday next time you see him.

Cave Run Lake... Untold by T.W.

Something Taylor didn’t hit on about the camping trip was that I bought a bb gun at Wally World jus before we left. We got there and decided we’d see how accurate and powerful this thing was (750 fps with a scope that needed no adjustments). We were putting holes through pieces of tree bark before hank rolled by as I hid it in the back of the jeep. Later Dustin, Sok, and I decided we would try to hit a marshmallow off of a stick, with a backstop made of the holy, holey tree bark. As I positioned myself to take the first shot Dustin says your not going to shot from that close are you…so I backed up, when Sok says you can’t hit it from there…so I stayed. I was confident that this scope could not have changed. I took aim, waited for it, and shot. The next thing I heard was natural, the pop of the gun, but after that there was a snap of a tree branch (I didn’t aim at) followed by a loud pop. As we stood there stunned, a light came out of a tent about 50 yards in the forest shining in our direction. We quickly ran and hid the weapon. Apparently the tip of the gun had been bent upwards when I put it in the jeep, oops.

Wally World...The Life of a Legend

Wally loves soft drinks (along with his daily KFC, BK, and Lays Chips), Coke or Pepsi in particular. A few days ago I told him he should start drinking water because Coke is bad for him. He stopped, looked at me and simply said “Nothing wrong with me.” Then the next day he came in with diet coke. I said “Wally, why do you have diet today.” he said, “better for me”, chuckled, and continued to direct the radio as it sang 80’s music.

Wally World...The Life of a Legend

This is an intro to my new addition to The Cracker Barrel, this will be a weekly maybe daily post on my good friend and fellow employee... Wally. This man is hilarious, intelligent, and probably the most athletic person I know (he could probably beat Travis in any sport). He does things throughout the day that crack me up, amaze me and put my abilities to shame each and every day. Post a comment telling some story of Wally that you thing is funny or just amazing and I'll be the judge of appropriateness.

Poor Man...Kill The Pride/ Be Thankful

Have you ever been driving down the road or walking down the street and seen a homeless man (sorry all you female activists but I've never seen a homeless woman, although I'm sure they exist)?

A) Poor Man- I saw a homeless man today, and it broke my heart as always. I've heard so many stories about how you are not supposed to give them money because they'll go and waste it on what ever made them lose all their money in the first place. I have come to one conclusion. Read the sign. If it says they want food, give them food. McDonald's 'Arch cards are great. I think the card is free and you can put money on them and then give them to someone like this. If it says money... well it kind of comes to a debate. How do you show someone the love of Christ yet help their addiction (I realize that not all homeless people have an addiction)? A New Testament will not provide them lunch but is probably the best thing you can do for them besides adopt them into your family. I challenge you all to stock up on arch cards and NT's, and hand them out to the next homeless people you see, they really need it.

B) Killing The Pride- We will never know what it's like to have nothing. The husbands job in the family is usually to provide the money for the family. It is a pride thing, to try make more money than your neighbor, or to be the one that your family depends on. When this money is not earnable and your family begins to suffer, it kills your pride. These men stand out in the street with a sign that basically says 'I have nothing'. Every person that drives by looks at them with judgment, taking for granted everything that they have. When they see him, their empty gas tank does not amount to the emptiness in his life. As I drove by listening to my $300 iPod, driving my $3,000 car, talking on my $100 cell phone, with $3 worth of gas left in my tank, I could only sit there and think about all that I have. How ironic that the one time I needed it the most, I had no cash. This man was holding the sign in front of his face to keep whatever piece of pride he held onto. He did not want to be seen doing this but who would hire such a man.
We have so much pride in the things we have that we aren't satisfied with what we have. We are constantly upgrading and renovating. My neighborhood is notorious for renovating, you cannot drive down the street without seeing a truck that is moving in furniture, landscaping, or building on to the house. My challenge on this point is to just thank your parents for what they do for you, and thank God for blessing your family.