Buy Our Stuff!

24 11 2008

That’s right folks. The Hunts are havin’ a good old-fashioned rummage sale, with a twist, of course. Over the past few years, we’ve accumulated a ton of music, movies and books that we never really listen to, watch or read anymore. So thanks to the awesome people of Amazon.com (who I’ve never met or spoken to personally…I guess I’m sorta going out on a limb and assuming that they’re awesome), I’ve created the first ever House Of Hunt store!

Marvel at the products!
Wonder at the variety!
Buy lots of stuff!

So there you have it. Go check it out. There are all sorts of goodies, including a copy of Five Iron Frenzy’s last album ever (unless they reunite), some rare Paul McCartney singles, an import of the soundtrack from Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, and an autographed Skillet album!

Last but not least, gaze upon the cutest face you’ve ever seen (not mine, Flannery’s). If this doesn’t melt your heart and make you want to buy our crap, nothing ever will. I pity your soul…





Welcome Back, Welcome Back…

21 11 2008

Greetings HOH faithful! Yes, I’m still alive and breathing…this blog, a little less so. But resuscitation is on the way! I’m shocked that it’s been almost exactly two whole freakin’ months since I last posted here. That’s incredible. Incredibly shameful. I apologize profusely to you, the reader (if indeed, any of you are left).

Here’s a brief summation of what’s been going on: Work, Life, Work, Marriage, Work, Baby and more Work. Yep. Pretty damn exciting, eh? Actually, marriage and Flannery have been and continue to be the joys of my life. It’s all the work that gets in the way of actually living. To be honest, I’m thankful for it, as I’ve been able to get a lot of freelance work to supplement my full time gig. Which is a big answer to prayer, as April doesn’t have to look for full time work. Her heart’s desire (and mine too) is to be able to stay at home and be a mom, so the more I can bring in to provide, the better.

Flannery is absolutely amazing. I’m stunned at how much love you have can for a little being who you’ve only known for about half a year. She is growing like a weed and continually surprises us and makes us laugh. She has realized what cups are for and any time that we’re holding her and take a drink of water, she reaches for it with her mouth wide open and her tongue roving back in forth in thirst. It’s awesome. She’s yet to say any words, but I think she’s getting close. She’s definitely very vocal in her own way.

Beyond that, some things beneath the surface may be stirring. April and I have been very restless for a while now and we both have the sense that God is moving and working. Not that He ever stopped, mind you. But sometimes His movements are like a shark: He’s constantly on the move, but unless that dorsal fin breaks the surface of the water, we might not always notice. I guess that’s where further communion and meditation with Him draws us…further and deeper into the waters that He inhabits.

So we’re not exactly sure where He’s leading us, but we’re excited nonetheless. April is starting to get into photography, which is awesome. I really want to get her a nice camera so she can start going to town with it. I’ve got some audio recording equipment on loan from the incomparable Mike Curran. I haven’t had a chance to use it yet, but I’m hoping to get to it over the holidays.

I’ve also been considering starting my first book. As much as I love writing and entertaining people through my written thoughts, I’ve never had many delusions of grandeur when it comes to writing a book. I guess that comes from a false sense of humility and also genuinely thinking that I would never have anything worthwhile to write about that could take up the space of an entire book. But that’s slowly changing and I have a few ideas that I’m tossing around.

And that’s about it…there’s some serious family stuff that’s been going on that I can’t share at this time. But please keep my immediate family (Dad, Mom and my sister) in your prayers, if you’re in the habit of regular communication with our Creator. We would appreciate it.

I’ll have more fun things to share in the days ahead, but suffice it to say that we’re back! I shall leave you with this gem from that storehouse of awesome, known commonly as YouTube.





Renewed Mind Update 2,817: Now Fortified With Soup

22 09 2008

Just when you thought it couldn’t get any more awesome, it goes and get even more awesomer!

Yes ladies and gentlemen, the rumors are true. The Renewed Mind made it on to The Soup with Joel McHale! Amazing. Thanks to Jonny Moore (who really got this ball rolling the first time around) for letting me know. This trancends all levels of craziness to reach a superboss level that combines the goodness of The Muppet Show with ALF’s taste for fried cat.

Observe.

And to think that it all started with the humble little House of Hunt. You can all say you knew the Renewed Crew back when…





Did You Drop Dat?

22 09 2008

I don’t know how many of you out there are fans of Anberlin, but this was too good to pass up. I’ve dug their sauce for a few years now and I’m stoked about the release of their latest album, New Surrender, next week.

While they’re usually known for their passionate rock and thought-provoking lyrics, apparently there’s a side to Anberlin that’s only just beginning to be revealed. Here now is their hip-hop alter-ego, Compound Lockdown the chart-burning hit, “Drop Dat (Did You?)





It Was Fun While It Lasted

17 09 2008

Well gang, apparently The Renewed Mind Is The Key to getting pulled from YouTube.

Yep, as many of you have already heard/figured out, The Way International requested that the hottest video this side of the Star Wars Kid be removed and so we’ve complied. Or rather, YouTube complied and we just had to roll with it. Such is life. Thanks for all the hilarious comments and discussion over the past couple of weeks. It’s been fun. Oh and for those of you keep score at home, the clip had over 133,000 views on the Tube before it got yanked. Amazing. All that in just two weeks.

I’m sure we’ll have some more goodness for you in the coming weeks, but don’t despair. The beauty of the interwebs is that once something is unleashed, it’s awfully hard to contain it. I’m sure Renewed Mind will pop up somewhere again…





You Better Be My Date Or My Dentist

15 09 2008

Okay, rant time. This one’s for you Teddy, since you said yesterday that I never offer up any sarcasm-laced observations any more. Love you dude. ;)

Personal space. It’s a nice thing. Some might call it a luxury. Having lived in other places where the personal space bubble is smaller than it is here in America, I would call it a necessity. Try boarding a bus packed with a bunch of the French, a majority of whom aren’t wearing deodorant and you’ll quickly understand what I’m talking about.

But this is not a French-bashing post, mes amis. This is a post to stand up for what’s right. In a political year when promises flow like the gushing head wounds in Braveheart, I’m looking for a candidate who will uphold my God-given right to personal space. And one who will swiftly punish all those who violate it.

Look, I’ll put it this way: if you’re close enough to me for me to feel your breath on my neck, you better be my date (i.e., my wife) or my dentist. Otherwise you better take a big step back out of my face. I don’t need your hair brushing my shoulder or your chestal area getting anywhere near my arm. I especially don’t want to smell the meal that you ate hours earlier that must have been a mix of anti-freeze, jalapeƱos, Kibbles ‘n Bits and hairballs. There’s a reason why we drive monstrous vehicles and have yards and whatnot. It’s so you can talk to me without violating the terms of the Geneva Convention. And it’s so I can listen to you without having to violate the terms of the Geneva Convention in retaliation.

So let’s generate world peace, one personal bubble at a time. Otherwise I’ll have to come over there and decapitate you, William Wallace-style.

Of course, if you’re one of my guy friends just trying to play a little grabass, that’s a completely different story. We cool.





The Renewed Mind is a Machine

15 09 2008

Dang folks. Dang. In just under 2 weeks, the denizens of the interwebs have turned that silly little video into a veritable juggernaut. It now stands at over 100,000 views, whilst its little brother is nearing 8,000. Pretty ridiculous for a video that I only posted for my close friends who visit here on a regular basis…now I guess that circle of close friends includes the 4,000+ visitors this blog has gotten over the past week or so. Ridiculous. Oh and did I mention that The Renewed Mind got picked up by another channel/show on Youtube? No? Here it is.

I never thought I’d be able to say that I have any connection to Seth MacFarlane, but now I do. And it’s rather fitting that we actually have no connection whatsoever other than some random show that’s filled with nothing but references to pop culture. It’s like a meta-cake of deliciousness.

At any rate, it’s been a fun little ride, but it’s time to get back to the business at hand. Namely, skewering the weirdness of every day life and looking at what sweet music, film and TV is headed our way. Thanks for joining the journey of awesome.





Holy. Carp.

11 09 2008

So uh, you want to get a buttload of hits on your blog? Post something retarded on YouTube. But our dear friend overheard Kirk Lazarus opined, don’t ever go full retard.

But seriously. These two videos (The Renewed Mind and Our Promised Seed) that I uploaded to YouTube over the past week or so have been responsible for over (or around) 2000 hits to this humble blog in the past two days alone. TWO. DAYS. Ridiculous. Oh and if you’re a new visitor to these here parts, welcome! Hopefully you’ll find something that will amuse and/or offend you…or possibly both at the same time!

And as a way of explanation, I’ve gotten a lot of questions on here and on YouTube about who these people are in these videos, what church are they from, etc. For the sake of clarification, here’s the deal (at least as I understand it): They’re from a group called The Way International, which a quick Google search reveals to be something of a cult. I don’t know a ton about them, other than that they don’t believe in a Trinity. They don’t think that Jesus is God and they believe that there is somehow a difference between the “Holy Spirit” (which is merely another world for God the Father) and the “holy spirit” (some sort of presence or entity who isn’t God, but causes speaking in tongues). Or something like that. If you want a really crazy idea of what they believe, just look into their views on the original sin in Eden. I’ll leave it at that.

So yeah! Wild times here at ye olde Haus of Hunte. Thanks for being part of the ride. We’ll have a lot more awesomeness in the days to come.





Our Promised Seed?

10 09 2008

Given the popularity of the last clip I posted, I figured the masses would be furious if they knew that I was holding out on them. So without any further ado, here’s another gem from the same folks. This one features a sweet rockin’ guitar solo or two…and some rather questionable lyrics. Something about Jesus being our seed and captain. But as LeVar Burton used to say on Reading Rainbow, you don’t have take my word for it…





The Renewed Mind Is the Key

3 09 2008

So today’s my 29th birthday and in honor of myself, I thought I’d give all of you awesome peoples a present. This would be entry number 133 in my on-going series of weird, awkward and funny stuff from the hallowed halls of Christendom. Heh.