I thought the writers of Seinfeld were all absolutely genius before, but this takes it to a whole new level. My buddy Dave calls me earlier today to let me know that he’d been doing some study in the Hebrew language (he’ll be going to Seminary in the fall), and came across a brilliant little jewel. The Hebrew word ‘yada’ is often used in reference to sexual relations between a man and a woman. So apparently, you really can ‘yada yada’ the best part.

Hugh Hewitt has a post that might, in 700 words or less, efficiently summarize the Belmont/Hobbs debacle.

In response to Hewitt’s proposal to Belmont alumni, one such alum has appropriated a bit of webspace for the purpose of keeping our fine University respectable. (Note: The blog, titled Belmont Progress, is currently under development. Keep checking back for updates.)

I want to point out that the purpose of the blog, as it has been discussed with and explained to me, is not to slander Belmont in any way. Rather, it is to hold to a higher accountability the University we are proud to claim as our own. And since we’d like to remain proud to have attended such a fine institution, we take ownership in its current and future endeavors.

Today in a barbershop here in Nashville, the guy cutting my hair was talking about Nashville Star and the contestant he sees as the most favored: Chris Young. Then it dawned on me. That guy used to live across the hall from me, roommate with Nathan.

Instapundit has a bit of a round-up on the Belmont blog scandal. As if Glenn Reynolds needs my assistance.

Michael Silence at my hometown newspaper, the Knoxville News Sentinel, notes that Bill Hobbs’ assassin might not really be able to handle the openness of the blogosphere.

Caught the second episode of this tonight. The show is called “God or the Girl”, and it follows four young Catholic men as they’re trying to decide whether or not they’re called to the priesthood. It seems to be taking a positive look at the Catholic church, yet it’s not something that’s aired on a Catholic channel. Instead, it’s being promoted by A&E. It intrigues me. And I think that’s the whole point. In it, not of it. When you segregate your culture and give it its own channel, you take away your legitimacy. But when a mainstream network like A&E carries a show on God, people stop and take note.

Just a thought.

I’m still confused about the whole situation, but once again, Belmont makes waves in the blogosphere, and it’s for a nasty reason.

Update: All you could ever want to know about the Bill Hobbs story, thanks to Half-Bakered. And more. All for the children. And now, for some queries into how the trouble-maker’s employer might feel about Kopp himself.

I know why I’m here. I know what I’m supposed to do. And I could tell you… but that spoils all your fun to be had in the discovery.

I was in the studio today, and this particular artist was coming in to listen to some of his songs that he had mixed by the fella for whom I intern. One of his songs had a line of lyrics:

The richest dead man’s still just dead.

Kinda levels the playing field doesn’t it? At the end of my days, what will be left? All that will be left of me here on earth will be a lifeless shell and the memories people hold of me. What do I want those memories to say? I’m not sure. But I know a lot of the things I strive for aren’t worth their weight in words in the end.

A few weeks ago, one of my Sunday School teachers from many years ago passed away. Years back, she had battled cancer, but she just couldn’t stick it this time around. But last week when I was at home to help out at a youth ministry event, the things being said about Dee were simply beautiful. She truly was a servant. Her entire life could be seen in the service of others, full of smiles, not done begrudgingly. At the end of the day, she was content with seeing those around her coming to know her Savior more intimately.

Dee didn’t have a lot of money. But she was richer than many could ever imagine. I know, it’s cliche. But her richness left a legacy that could be passed on to more than just her familial heirs. Her richness was spread around while she was still here, and the shadow of her life still carries it on. But I know my life shouldn’t take Dee’s life as an example. I should take the same example she followed.