Thursday, January 25, 2007

Dollars and Scents

Until two weeks ago, I often bore the pleasant smell of Vurt- the brand of men's cologne sold at Pacific Sun. Sadly, the bottle I received for Christmas 2005 has finally run dry. I am now without a fragrance to enhance my aesthetic appeal, and I am debating whether I should buy a new bottle of Vurt or dare to take on a new scent.

I am seeking input on this matter. I think the perfect cologne for me would be a) affordable, b) manly enough to never be confused with perfume and, c) loved by most lady folk between the ages of 19 and 35. I would appreciate any and all help I can get.

Monday, January 22, 2007

WOW!!!



Last night I had the greatest, most dramatic sports experience of my entire existence. And that's no exaggeration.



Close to halftime of the Colts-Patriots game, I felt about as sick as I ever have watching a game. Indianapolis was down 21-3 to its top rival and seemed to be on the verge of losing a playoff showdown to New England for the third time in 4 years. I was already promising those around me that I wouldn't watch the Super Bowl if the Colts failed to bounce back because I couldn't stand watching the Patriots win another NFL championship. But a phone conversation at halftime with Aaron Homoya convinced me that there was still grounds for hope, if not optimism.



What I witnessed in the second half was the single greatest comeback in NFL conference championship history. Previously, 7 points was the largest halftime deficit any team had been able to overcome in the history of such a contest. The Colts managed to overcome a margin double that much en route to sending Tom Brady and company back to Foxboro losers.



Joseph Addai's 3-yd TD run with 1:00 remaining in the 4th quarter
gave the victorious Colts their first and only lead of the game.

I'm going to take a week to let the joy of this accomplishment really sink in before I begin to worry about the upcoming I-65 Super Bowl, which will feature the Colts taking on the Chicago Bears. What a fantastic accomplishment for our guys. Here's to one more win!

Sunday, January 21, 2007

The Time Approaches

The next chapter in a storied rivalry is about to be written.



This time around, many important elements remain the same...



...Others are new to the playoff equation...



...And some have changed dramatically.



But for the first time in a long time,
the confrontation will go down on Indy's turf- literally.



I finally bought my colors yesterday, and I will be wearing them this evening. (Who would've thought that #88's jersey came in XXL?) I haven't had this much invested in a football game in nearly a decade. I will be agonizing over every down and hopefully rejoicing over the final score. GO COLTS!!!

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

A Pants Explosion

I've a had a little bit of bad luck with pants this semester.

Since I've become a substitute teacher, I've had to purchase some business/casual pants to ensure that my wardrobe complies with the schools' dress code. I came into contact with the St. John's Bay brand of clothing and found its Worry Free Pant to be everything I was looking for: comfortable, fashionable without being trendy, wrinkle resistant, and things of this nature. What this particular line of clothing might lack, however, is durability.

I have had two pairs of these pants rip on me in the last three months. The first time it happened during a day in Developmental Kindergarten, so it was no big deal. The situation I had yesterday was a much bigger problem.

On Tuesday, I was in charge of a room of first graders. I was wearing my black SJB slacks and a rather flattering sweater. The ensemble was getting me through the day just fine until about 11:30am. When I half-bent/half leaned forward to pick something up off of the floor, I thought I heard something like the soft purr of stiching giving way. "Was that my pants?" I wondered. So when it seemed no students were looking, I slipped a quick hand along the back side and inseam of my trousers. No tactile evidence of rippage presented itself so I assumed I was fine.

And I may very well have been at the time. But later, right after the students returned from lunch, I sat down in the teacher's chair and lifted my right leg so that I might cross it over my left. At that moment I heard the unmistakable sound of fabric being pulled asunder.

"Shit!" I thought the word so emphatically I think a few kids in the first row actually heard it themselves. I knew this one was for real because I could already feel the a cool flow of air upon the back of my thigh where the tear had occured. "What am I gonna do about this? If a room full of six year-olds see my boxers through my ripped pants, I'm in for some Grade A embarrassment."

The good news was that the kids were due to have art class in about 15 minutes, during which I would have a half hour break. I instantly hatched a scheme. I would walk the kids to art...praying the entire time that my wardrobe malfunction wouldn't be detected...drop them off and then immediately dart into the nearby restroom where I could do some repairs on my pants. Thankfully, it is common for teachers of the youngest students to walk backwards in hallways so that they can continually monitor how the kids behave in line. I could do this while simply trusting that the rip was small enough that those passing us in the halls wouldn't catch a glimpse of it either.

Right before leaving the room for art class, I grabbed a mini-clip from the regular teacher's desk...you know, the ones that you squeeze open like a clothespin and have the metal arms that you flip down once the clip has clamped. Amazingly, I got the kids to the other classroom without being called out and made it into the nearby bathroom as I had planned. I shut myself inside a stall for added privacy.

To do the job I had to remove my pants, and to do that, I had to first remove my shoes. So there I was, standing in a public elementary school restroom in my socks and boxer shorts, attempting to clip shut the new window to my uber-pale thigh. The second I saw the damage, I knew my first suspicion had been correct: I had two disinct tears in my pants. The first ran right alongside the inseam of my pants. It was still small enough and deep enough in the crotchal region that I could have gone all day without anyone seeing that my pants were damaged. The more recent rip was worse. It went about a fifth of the way across the back of my right leg. It was probably about 3 inches in length, and looked like someone had literally crotch chopped me between the legs with an ax. I used my meager clip to close the opening as best I could but the clip popped off as soon as I slip my pants back on. A Plan B immediately came to me: "Staples! I need me some staples."

The teacher I was subbing for keeps her stapler right by the front door. I was able to make it back to home room without running into anyone else in the halls. I walked through the doorway, put the stapler in my left pocket, pulled the hem of my sweater as far down as I could to cover up this new, sizeable bulge on my hip, and walked across the hallway to the nearest boys room. Very soon, I was once again in my socks and boxers with my pants hanging half inside out from the coat hook of a stall door. It took about five staples to seal the more noticable opening. Then I added about 3 extras for added support. (I wasn't about to go through this whole ordeal a third time.)

My bootlegged solution got me through the end of the day just fine. I didn't bend at the knees or sit down for almost three hours, but I considered that a small price to pay to avoid embarrassment. It turns out, I made a wise choice. When I sat into the driver's seat of my car to go home that afternoon, every single staple tore out and the total length of the aformentioned second rip increased a little bit more.

As soon as I reached home, I got on JC Penney. com and bought myself three new pairs of pants. (I'd yet to replace the previous pair that exploded nearly 10 weeks prior.) I hope to have a mint condition set of black slacks arrive in the mail sometime in the next week or so.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Completion

I've managed to complete a number of things this week. On Monday, I FedEx-ed the last of my application materials to Denver, which means I am completely finished with all that Ph.D. stuff. This fact comes as a huge relief to me personally because this task has been hanging over my head pretty much since I graduated from Candler in May.

At about 2am that same morning, I finished my reading of Stephen King's Cell. The book was much less freaky for it's last 100 pages than it was during the portion I previously discussed. All in all, it was a good read and a fine Christmas present.

I also finished watching 24 Season 2 yesterday. I finally saw an even numbered season! Whoohoo! Because I wasn't able to secure a sub position until today, I've had plenty of time to enjoy many consecutive hours of Jack Bauer power. That's really all I did on Tuesday. Now all I need is to watch Season 4 and I will have seen every episode that's been aired to date.

But with recent endings also come new beginnings...

I need to schedule campus visits for the two Ph.D. programs I've applied to. My hope is that I can coordinate my visit to Nashville, TN with a return trip to the ATL. I'll have to talk to the admissions office at Vandy as well as Dana and Beth to see if I can make this happen.

I need to keep reading. Nick and I have been discussing reading through two books together...books of the theological variety. And now that I've been able to put my academic/super-nerd persona aside for nearly 8 months now, I think I've finally rested long enough to reassume it. I think that next I'll bust into a volume on God and time I received for Christmas about 4 years ago.

And, finally, Season 6 of 24 starts Sunday. I'm so stoked, man! Although, it will be fairly strange to re-enter Jack's world after so many old school characters were killed off last time around. I'm also not too terribly hot on the idea of Wayne Palmer being president or the fact that Kumar has been added to the cast of the uber-drama. However, the additions of Farmer Hoggett as Jack's dad and Curly Bill as the VP should more than compensate for less promising changes.

2007 is starting out quite nicely for this guy.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

How I've Kept Busy This Weekend


The Colts won their first (of what I hope are several) game yesterday. The defense played out of their freakin' minds, holding an elite running back to only 35 yards and tackling Chiefs players with the thunderous power of the hammer of Thor. I also spent a large chunk of today viewing two other NFL Wild Card games. The Giants-Eagles game was highly entertaining, even if it was marked by sloppy play.





That's right! MK3, Baby! This is probably my favorite video game of all time. Like any other video game, I wasn't very good at it, but I loved to play it. Only the NBA Live franchise can rival Mortal Kombat as my favorite series.


Last Friday afternoon, I finally gave into an itch I had almost the entire break: Dig my Sega Genesis out of the closet and relive some of my childhood/early teenage years. I took my Genesis and a few games over to Nick Tranbarger's house, and the two of us stayed up past 1am playing Ultimate MK3 and NBA Tournament Edition. Then I spent a few hours at my own home on Saturday playing regular-ass Mortal Kombat 3 by myself. I still struggle to win a fight in the easiest tournament on the easiest difficulty setting, but I truly enjoy the Kombat experience nonetheless. (My suckiness has much to do with the fact that I still fail to properly utilize the block button.) The gaming action was so intense that my joystick thumb remains tender at this very moment.




I received the book Cell by Stephen King for Christmas this year. This book is the author's creative new approach to the zombie tale. Whereas George Romero's films envisioned an apocalyptic world where the reanimated dead attack and feed upon the living, King offers a tale where the mental software of most the world's population is instantaneously wiped clean by a mysterious Pulse that is mediated primarily through cellular telephones, allowing the victims' most base and savage impulses to run unchecked.


I'm now about 2/3 of the way in and business is really starting pick up. Because King is so widely read by such a pop-minded audience, his skill and understanding of his craft are often overlooked or at least undervalued. But the dude has a mad ability to draw you into his invented scenarios because he shoots these worlds chock full of versimilitude. King is one of the few writers I have read who can create a disturbing atmosphere that unsettles even my horror-saturated psyche. It's not the gore, the violence or the surprises that get me...it's the mood pure and simple. What I read rarely unsettles me, even when King is involved. But what I read in Cell at 1:30 this morning left me ever-so-spooked. What he describes circa page 200 would likely never happen (let's hope so anyway) but this particular incident got under my skin more than just a little bit. (King did the same thing to me this summer with the short story "Gramma," which is part of his Skeleton Crew collection.) I'm diving right back into Cell as soon as I publish this post.


I slept until NOON today! I honestly can't tell you the last time I did that. Fortunately, the bed was not on fire. Don't worry, God-fearers...I will be back in church next Sunday morning. If not, I'm sure your Lord bring the above fate down upon my unrepentant head.
And that covers the highlights of my weekends. Tomorrow I will finish up my U of Denver/Iliff SOT dossier and express mail those materials to the proper address.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

Per My Profile



In the "About Me" information displayed on my blog, I note that I hope to continue my academic career next fall. Ultimately, I want to be a professor in the field of religious studies. Though I am not likely to end up occuppying a spot in the pantheon of theological or philosophical uber-nerds (as I've depicted above), I do think I possess the potential to be a quality teacher and writer. To achieve such goals, however, I must first earn a Ph.D. in the field. And to do that, I first need to be accepted into a credible doctoral program. And to make that happen, I am presently finishing and submitting applications to two such programs.
One application, the one for the Graduate Department of Religion at Vanderbilt University, is due tomorrow. Every required element in my dossier has been submitted for the admission committee to review except one letter of recommendation (which is now out of my control whether arrives in time or not). A truly significant element is my "statement of purpose."
In a nutshell, this relatively brief statement lets the admissions committee know why I want to go to their graduate school and what I intend to do while I'm there should I be accepted. I have decided to post that statement here on the off chance that some folks might appreciate reading it. The statement I will submit with my other dossier will be essentially the same statement with references to the school and faculty being changed to fit the other program. I encourage you to leave comments and questions about what follows.
A Statement of Purpose for the Graduate Dept. of Religion at Vanderbilt University
by David N. Scott


If admitted to the Graduate Department of Religion’s doctoral program, my area of major concentration will be Theological Studies. Although my previous baccalaureate and graduate work in the field of religion has included courses in biblical studies, ethics, and comparative religion, my preferred area of study has always been systematic theology. The particular point of theological reflection in which I am most interested is the God-world relationship. I presently cannot identify what specific topic my dissertation would address, but I can guarantee that it will concern the metaphysical character of God’s relationship to the world. During the past three years, I have written four major papers on the subject, including the honors thesis I presented (and successfully defended) while at Anderson University.

Within the broad subject of the God-world relationship, I have three main issues I would continue to pursue during my graduate work at Vanderbilt: 1) What is the nature and character of God? 2) How does God direct and sustain the world? And, 3) What place of significance, if any, does humanity occupy within the God-world relationship? While investigating these three related quarries, I plan to dig deeper into modern discussions about panentheism, the viability of contemporary Trinitarian models, and the conceptual distinction between the finite and the infinite.

I should note that the resources I intend to draw upon in addressing these issues are predominantly Christian. Both my personal life and my formal education have always been shaped by the Christian tradition. Therefore, the voice with which I speak and write is distinctively Christian as well. If my voice is at all unique within the field of religious studies, it is because that voice is informed by an uncommon mixture of conversation partners. My most regular conversation partners include historical sources such as Augustine, Luther and Schleiermacher, conservative sources such as the evangelical Openness of God movement, and the liberal school of Process Theology. More recently, I have added several Continental philosophers to the discussion, particularly Gabriel Marcel and Emmanuel Levinas.

Having reviewed the available information on the GDR’s faculty, I know of at least two professors who would be valuable conversation partners should I have the opportunity to work with them. It appears that Dr. Paul DeHart shares my interests in the doctrine of God and Trinitarian theology, while Dr. John Thatamanil also has a deep appreciation for the contributions Process Theology has made to the field. I am also encouraged by the presence of Dr. Ted Smith on the faculty. Having taken a class with him at Emory University, I know he would be a tremendous aide should I opt to devote a portion of my dissertation to the practical implications of my abstract reflections.

By pursing a Ph.D. in Theological Studies, I seek to accomplish two primary objectives. First and foremost is the personal objective to improve my abilities to clarify and engage the ultimate questions to which I am continuously drawn. Like many theologians, my chief interests find their source in the formative events of my personal history; namely, the tragedies and sorrows I have endured (e.g., losing my parents in a car accident at age 10). My theological pursuits are a means by which I seek to articulate for myself how God might still be working for the world’s greater good in the midst of such pain and loss. Thus my academic questions hold existential and therapeutic importance for me. It is my desire to address my personal concerns as thoroughly and competently as I am able that has driven me to apply to this and other religion programs.

My second objective for undertaking graduate work is vocational in nature - I want to teach theology at the college level. A career in the university would allow me to earn a living while pursuing my interests. It would also allow me to put the fruits of my self-serving labor towards the benefit of a larger community. I hold that the study of religion is best thought of as a conversation. Any fruitful conversation is going to need discussion leaders who are capable of defining the content and parameters of the discussion and helping their interlocutors express their respective views as clearly as they can. As a professor of religion, I would serve as such a leader. While I certainly plan on writing and having my work published, I am more interested in the classroom aspects of the vocation. What I have read in the GDR’s catalogue indicates that Vanderbilt’s faculty would be a great help to me as I made the transition from student to teacher.
In closing, I would like to address a few of the strengths and weaknesses of my academic preparation to date. I believe my greatest strengths as a scholar of religion are my skills of exposition and analysis. The course work I did at Anderson and Candler School of Theology required me to develop superior critical thinking skills in order that I might engage and understand difficult writings from a wide range of theological perspectives. The end result is that I now possess the desire to expand my knowledge, the patience to engage challenging material, and the integrity to interpret a source as faithfully as I am able. The development of my critical thinking skills has also prepared me to express complex ideas with clarity and precision and to write well-organized, coherent papers.

The greatest weakness of my previous preparation is that I have minimal proficiency in modern languages other than English. Although I did audit a course on German for Reading Comprehension at Emory University in the summer of 2005, I have no training at all in French. Thus I will have to do substantial work to meet the language requirements Vanderbilt has set for the doctoral program. Also, I have limited experience in teaching a college classroom. I have taken a position of leadership in several undergraduate and graduate courses, but I have never been a teacher’s assistant or colloquy leader. I plan to remedy this situation as soon as circumstances allow.

Despite these weaknesses, I know that I am an excellent student with the potential to be an excellent professor. I am confident that I have the constitution and the skill set to perform at the highest level at any graduate school. I hope those persons reviewing this statement will see the same promise in me that previous teachers and colleagues have encouraged me to see in myself.

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Simple Presents for a Simple Man

Post-Holiday Greetings, Everyone!

(I would have passed this warm, seasonal sentiment on to you before the holidays passed but I've had minimal internet access the past 10 or so days. Tonight is the first night I've been able to access the web at home since Christmas Eve.)

As stock as it may sound, I genuinely hope that everyone had a wonderful Christmas/New Year's break. In my experience, that period between December 24th and January 1st tends to be a wonderful respite during which there is little more one must do but eat, fellowship, and experience the fun of exchanging gifts. I know many of you are now back at work. Those of us in the field of education still have a few more days before our return to the grind. That gives me another 5, responsibility-free days to enjoy all the cool stuff my thoughtful friends and family gave to me over the holidays.

Few times of the year remind me how simple of man I am than the Christmas season. The chief reminder comes when I must finalize my wishlist and discover that each year's list has the same character and composition as every other list I've composed during my adult life. Movies, music, and books...these are my perennial favorite kinds of gifts to receive. One category will receive greater emphasis than the others from year to year, but together these three forms of media continually comprise the backbone of a Dave Scott wishlist.

Always absent from the list is any form of clothing, technology, or other accessory that may be associated with an ostentatious personality. Any gift suggestions that concern my wardrobe are usually driven by practical rather than aesthetic concerns. The closest I've come to breaking this pattern was last year when I asked for a pair of boot-cut jeans. (Apparently tapered pant legs are now as uncool as pleats). Regarding technology, I don't play video games often or use my computer for too much more than checking e-mail and typing documents, so I never have expensive gadgets and do-dads on my wishlist. I couldn't care less about jewelry or products designed to "trick out" my car.

What I do have is a highly active interior life. In fact, pretty much all my hobbies but weightlifting involve processing images, sounds, and/or ideas. Even a cursory look at my Blogger profile will confirm my deep interest in film, music, and all manner of books. And even in pursuing these interests, I don't care too much about having state of the art technology with which to enjoy them. I have a 19" tube television, a six year-old DVD player, and still use a Walkman and adapter set to listen to CDs in my car. Of course, I would love to have a plasma screen TV and a state of the art car stereo system. But I don't want any such thing enough to spend the amount of money that owning them would require.

The moral of the story here is: a) I'm easy to shop for and, b) getting me a present I'd be thrilled to receive isn't likely to set you back more than $35 (probably $20 on average). I admit that the possessions I desire are not likely to make me more stylish or attractive. However, insofar as they enrich my inner life, your gifts will help me to continue being an entertaining and interesting person to have around. Just some food for thought.

In closing, let me list the simple presents that this simple man most recently received. I was most grateful to get each one. I offer a hearty 'thank you' to all who gave them.

Things on My List
-Curb Your Enthusiasm, Seasons 4 and 5 on DVD



-Heat, starring Al Pacino, Robert De Niro, and Val Kilmer
-UFC 57: Liddell vs. Couture 3 on DVD



-Cell, by Stephen King
-Sony Walkman CD Player
-2 Short-Sleeved Collared Shirts I can wear to work

Pleasant Surprises
-$100 cash (the combined total of what I received from all my biological grandparents)



-A framed portrait of Levi and Lily Tranbarger, complete with other wallet-sized pictures
-1 Long-Sleeved Collared Shirt (Apparently I made such a positive impression on my friend's mom's foster mom that she decided to buy me a Christmas present.)
-Devil's Advocate, starring Al Pacino and Keanu Reeves
-$80 in combined Best Buy gift cards
---I used this credit to purchase four DVDs (The Descent, City of God, Miami Vice, and Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby) and one CD (Sacrament by Lamb of God).