I’m heading North to a festival in Minnesota for the next couple days.  I’m doing a very short set of music and then talking about Compassion International – all of this just before the headliners for the night.  The festival doesn’t have video capabilities (to play a Compassion video) or a speaker that works with Compassion so I’m the representative/talker/guy for Compassion at the festival.

A little nervous about that.  There are thousands of folks at festivals you know? Not the hundreds I’m used to.  But there is also funnel cake, and this, while no help on stage, comforts me none-the-less.

I’ll have lots of downtime so I hope to make a video or two.  Maybe I’ll get to interview some artists or something or the folks selling really really bad Christian t-shirts.  Maybe I could chat with the uberbloggers Mercy Me.  Or maybe I’ll just consume my body weight (no jokes please) in funnel cake.  Better: How about a funnel cake eating contest between me and Bart of Mercy Me.  I could take him.  Seriously, I can down me some funnel cake.  FUnnel cake is no respecter of Grammys.  It cares not.

Speaking of which, Bart has a new solo CD I’ll be buying my mamma (Shh, don’t tell).  She’s a big Bart fan.  Go grab one for yourself.