Becky and the kids are still on the road somewhere between Memphis and here.  I’m home alone, frantically working to get as much done as possible before they arrive this evening.

This morning I spoke at David Lipscomb University in Nashville on behalf of Compassion.  They listened.  And you know, in the morning, on the first day back from Spring Break, that’s pretty dang impressive on its own.  But what’s more, they did what they were saved for and sponsored some kids.  Many thanks.

Then I ate some lunch and talked web site designing and booking stuff with Ben at a place called Frothy Monky.  Never been before.  Very good egg sandwich on a sesame seed bagel.  Highly recommended.  (And a great place to catch up with fellow muzos too young cool to live in my neighborhood.)

Ben reminds me of Kat, who built this here site.  Both brilliantly geeky and talented in all things computer related…and great communicators, able to dumb down the most complex ideas for my tiny musical mind to digest, and generous with the knowledge.  Every time I meet with Ben about anything I walk away with new sites to visit and new gizmos on my laptop.  Today, for instance, Ben taught me about Disk Inventory X, which was able to tell me what was taking up all the space on my hard drive (Answer? A bunch of stuff I don’t use.) I deleted the culprits and now have a few gigs of freed up disk.  A few gigs! Wow.

My life computer forever changed by Ben, I headed home and on the way got a call from Compassion.  The guy on the other end is taking me to Haiti in April (23-27) to film some stuff Compassion will show at music festivals – he was making sure I’m still going before booking my flights.  Heck yes, I’m going.  I’m like some kind of MC/narrator type person on these videos we’re making – not really sure – taking festival goers on little short virtual trips to Haiti to see the work of Compassion there and ask them to sponsor kids on their way to the funnel cakes.  I’ll keep you posted but internet access permitting, I’ll blog from Haiti in April.

Now I’m home and I’m writing a book.  Or, a chapter for one.  I sang a while back on a CD that’s not been released yet – a “tribute” album of sorts to Charles Wesley, the great Methodist hymn writer.  There are a bunch of artists on it and as soon as it has a home on the web I’ll let you know about it.  Anyway, there’s a book about Mr. Wesley coming too.  And I’m writing one teensy weensy chapter for it and, if my inner critic doesn’t chew me out continuously while I’m at it, I’d like to try writing again.  I’ve taken a break from it for a couple months, learned a lot about myself in that time, and think – on my best days – I’d like to unquit.  We’ll see.  …baby steps get on the elevator… baby steps get on the elevator.

What are you doing with your Monday?