“But….but…but….I don’t wanna go inside, there’re moles I gotta dig up!”
-Out of the Wilderness
Last week will go down as a landmark on my life’s timeline. For anyone who saw my recent post about having a gun pointed at me, you’ll know what I’m talking about. And for those that missed it, you can click this link to be caught up, or… to make a long story short, a fellow motorist driving aggressively pulled up next to me as we were moving down a Nashville road and used his gun to make his feelings known more clearly.
For a few days after that brazen encounter, I had a headache which is very out of the ordinary for me. My head hurt because the brazen encounter took time to truly sink in. This happened. I could’ve been hurt.
What was I thinking?
More questions than I have answers for continue scrolling through my mind; did he try to pull the trigger and it malfunctioned? What was he thinking in that moment? Was it a 9mm or a .22? Why was he so aggressive? I’ll never know how drastically my life would have changed if the gun had gone off and I was struck by the bullet, or something less painful like the bullet just hitting my car. As close as he was, we were maybe 15 feet from each other, the chances of him hitting his target were pretty high. What if I died that day? What if I was shot, but didn’t die? Who would I rely on for help? Who would care for my dogs?
The bottom line truth is this: even though he didn’t pull the trigger, my life has changed forever. I guess it would be presumptuous to say exactly how because only time will tell, and right now I don’t know all the ways my life will be different from this one random afternoon. I do know the way I drive will be different. God only knows what the future would’ve looked like had things turned out worse, so I’m taking this as a warning to think before I act, and a gigantic blessing that I have another chance to correct my course, if that makes sense. A do-over. A reset. A fail but with no major penalties.
So that was the first half of the week. Then I found out an acquantance of mine passed away very unexpectedly. He’s a friend and fellow filmmaker with a couple of my friends, and someone I worked with on a huge project from 2015 to 2017. The news hit my two friends hard. They were close to him, and though I didn’t know him as well as they did, my heart became heavy the instant I found out. I’m sad for his family, I’m sad for my friends. It doesn’t make sense when such a great person takes an early exit, and we who are left behind are the ones who lose because of it. It’s hard to come up with something positive in circumstances like this, because the best scenario is one where he isn’t gone, but something cool happened on Sunday that I’m believing is a silver lining, a little gift from above that is sweet in it’s own little way. This guy was the biggest Minnesota Vikings fan this side of Heaven, and yesterday the Vikings pulled off a win in the final seconds of their playoff game, and it was pretty unbelievable. I won’t give a play by play recap, but they won on a last second, 61-yard touchdown pass as the seconds ticked down to end the game. I heard on the radio that right before the play started, the Vikings had roughly a 6% chance of winning the game. It was only that high because they were down by 2 so a field goal would’ve won it. But with 10 seconds to go and no time outs, 60 yards away from the end zone, TVs were being shut off across the country. The game was over. But uh uh uh, not so fast! Hike, drop back, launch, a catch and a sprint to the end zone for the win! It was a highly improbable ending, but so, so sweet. The biggest Vikings fan on that side of Heaven was jumping up and down, I’m certain.
Now another week has already started and I’m very curious about how it’ll unfold. I wouldn’t mind a week where nothing happens, a week that is so forgettable that I already forgot it and it hasn’t even happened yet. But if it turns into a week where God teaches me something, not to mention where He might have in fact intervened to save my life and my way of life, I would count that as a win, too.
And another Minnesota win would be pretty nice, too. Skol, Vikings!
-Out of the Wilderness
Nashville got some snow yesterday.
This is Piper and her heater.
She went outside only to eat frozen worms.
That’s new for her.
At least she’s “sharing” the heater now.
Poor Asia gets boxed out most days.
These are my dogs, and I love ’em!!
-Out of the Wilderness
Last night a friend of mine and I met up for a Korean dinner. We’ve been to this restaurant before; for a Thanksgiving meal, in fact. Hai Woon Dai Korean Restaurant is tucked away near a random intersection in south Nashville and so far, my friend and I both agree it features big portions, many side dishes (included with your meal) and you’ll either leave very full, or with a “to go” box. The side dishes have a variety of food, from spicy broccoli to square-cut potatoes to seasoned tofu.
My dish was the Ramyeon noodles with dumplings. It’s just about the only thing they had close to a vegetarian/vegan meal, so that’s pretty much the only strike I’d have against it. My friend got JapChe Bab. The clear noodles on her plate were tough to gather up, and my meal was steaming hot for the first 15 minutes. Neither of those are a complaint by any means, because once we got it all figured out, it was delicious!
If you like Korean food or you’re feeling adventurous with your appetite, you should try this place. It’s on near the corner of Haywood Lane and Antioch Pike.
-Out of the Wilderness
Brett Eldredge doesn’t seem to be taking the long way around to please his fans. He’s had 2 music videos released just in the last 8 months, and his newest has over 1.6 million views in just 3 days. The video for “The Long Way Around” was shot on September 20 and, as you might already know, features Sadie Robertson, of Duck Dynasty fame. She plays the “love interest,” although car enthusiasts might be drooling more over the ’63 Chevy Impala the couple rides around in.
It’s a beaut, Clark. It’s a beaut!
Trivia Time – Impala
The lyrics of the song refer to a ’99 Impala, which is fake news because, dun dunnn dunnnnnn, there is no ’99 Impala! Chevrolet stopped making the car in 1996 but production ramped up again in 2000, so we’ll assume he got a 2000 model a year early for that “hand-me-down ’99 Impala.” 🙂
Trivia Time – summer camp
Another line from the song: “I’d like to see where your daddy met your mama.” Given that Sadie Robertson is the one he’s singing to, even if they’re just acting, I researched her parents, Willie and Korie Robertson. According to the Duck Dynasty show website, the couple met in 3rd grade at a summer camp. I understand you wanted to “see” where they met, Mr. Eldredge, but remember– knowing is half the battle.
Location, location, location.
So far my research is pointing to a little town east of Nashville called Gordonsville, Tennessee for the location of the music video shoot. Possibly near Highway 53. I will confirm this when I have more information.
The itty-bitsy spider.
Have you ever seen beautiful spider webs? No joke, I have a little bit of arachnophobia, but I love a good spider web when I can see one.
Who are you wearing?
I noticed Sadie’s necklace in this video and tried to find more about it but came up almost empty. I now know Sadie has a line of jewelry you can find here. I don’t think the necklace in the video is from her collection, though.
This video was directed by Jay Martin. He has quite a few music videos under his belt, as well as lots of experience as a crew member on blockbuster hit movies. Check out his IMDB page here. I didn’t know this till I started researching this video, but Mr. Martin directed one of my favorite music videos. Here’s the beautiful song and video from singer Christina Perri, “Jar of Hearts.”
That’s all I have for now!
-Out of the Wilderness
I don’t know if it’s just a way to honor people that have lived on this earth, or that I like the feeling of being mortal because it makes each day have a level of importance… that there will be an end to this life, that walking around old headstones creates a sense of urgency, a sense of nostalgia, a mystery of someone’s life that I know nothing about and yet what someone does matters to some people, even if it’s only just a handful, but then they’re buried and gone.
I can’t quite put a finger on why I like walking around cemeteries like this one. But I do. This one is situated southeast of Nashville, near a suburb called Mt. Juliet. Most dates began in the mid-1900s and ended later that same century, but a few were dated even farther back, and those are typically my favorites. Check out the one that says “Bone Head.” What a nickname. And then there’s one person who shares my birthday, December 26. That’s really awesome. And the N’s are backwards, but it’s charming.
Some barely missed making it to their next birthday. Some were not even 3 years old. But at least at this particular cemetery, there are lots of same last names. Even in death, family matters. Love matters. The dates are important, too, but I wonder how their lives were improved and made amazing by the family they had, the family they loved.
I had an epic fail yesterday so as I laughed at the mistake I made, I thought about other times in my life where I’ve had major goof-ups. A few solid ones came to mind, and a few that I was hoping I’d forget about. The first I’ll share with you takes place in a Coast Guard Day softball game. My dad was in the Coast Guard and on this particular day, he let my brother and I play in the softball game. I was probably 12 or 13 at the time. I had seen this on TV so at one point when I hit a ball to the infield, I decided to slide into first base… head first. Let’s just say I ended up back in the dugout because the mud I slid in wasn’t as slippery as I thought it would be. Dove towards first, slid a little, stopped sliding before I even reached first base! Embarrassing. Then to top it all off, I cried. What a sissy.
There’s another embarrassing softball story, but this was in college. And again, I was sliding. I rounded second base and sprinted towards third. The throw came in and the third baseman tagged me, I was out. But we were arranged in such a way that when he pulled out of the tagging position, he had to toss my legs to the side. I took that as an arrogant assault so I became visibly angry. Realizing I took this the wrong way, he offered his hand to help me up, to which I rejected and popped up on my own. Unfortunately I got up too fast for my own good and ended up falling backwards. It was the most embarrassing moment of my college career, and that includes the few times I crashed my bike riding down a hill.
Another epic fail while I was in college involves my brother, yet again. This time it was his college graduation. Me, being the techy video fanatic, brought along my video camera to record the once-in-a-lifetime event. It was a great day! The battery was charged, I had a tape in the camera and things were looking up. I recorded clips throughout the ceremony and when it was his turn to walk across the stage, I was ready. Or so I thought. Checking the video afterwards, I made a giant mistake. You know how sometimes you can be recording when you don’t think you are, then not recording when you do think you are? So I recorded him walking up the ramp to the stage, then nothing, then him walking back to his seat. I completely missed him receiving his accolades as he shook hands with faculty crossing the stage. I’m such an idiot!
I owe an apology to my brother-in-law for the next epic fail. It was a beautiful day in the Gulf of Mexico. The guys in my family went out for a fishing trip in hopes of catching grouper, snapper, rock bass, whatever we could. My bro-in-law hooked something big. It took him a good while to reel it in, and whatever it was put up such a fight that we all took turns reeling. Towards the end he took the pole back and I assigned myself video duty. It was a huge nurse shark from about 90 feet down! It was amazing. I’d show you the video here but much like the disaster that was my brother’s graduation, I hit record to capture the event, only to realize when I hit the button to start recording, it was actually stopping the recording. I got about a 1-second view of that big fish. Dang it, Ben!
And to circle back around to my most recent epic fail… it was yesterday. I set out to capture the total solar eclipse in video fashion so I planned and prepped. Practiced and packed. On eclipse day I was ready. I arrived a couple hours ahead of time to get a good spot. I wanted to record 2 separate videos… 1. A 360-degree view of the park where I watched the eclipse and 2. a timelapse of the Parthenon there at the park. The 360-video went off without a hitch, but when I went to start recording the images for the time-lapse on my GoPro, the information window said “no SD card.” My attempt at a cool time-lapse was eclipsed by my own silly forgetfulness. As it turns out, I was practicing time-lapse shots in my back yard and after transferring footage from the SD card to my computer, I forgot to return the SD card to the GoPro. Soooooooo instead of a cool shot of the Parthenon, enjoy my practice time-lapse of mushrooms in my back yard. You’re welcome, America!
-Out of the Wilderness