A number of months ago, I invested (just in case my wife reads this) in a Samson CO1U USB Studio Condenser Microphone so that I could begin recording podcasts on my PowerBook G4 laptop. I was running Tiger (Mac OS X v10.4) at the time and, although it recognized the mic as a USB device, the input volume was so low that it was virtually impossible to use out of the box. Imagine my disappointment in light of the glowing reports I had read on numerous podcasting blogs and websites: even professional sound technicians seemed to gush over it. After a little searching on the net, I learned that others were having similar difficulties and it appeared the solution lay in an auxiliary piece of proprietary software called SoftPre for the microphone. Continue reading
Monthly Archives: March 2008
Church vs. Institution
There's an excellent mini-series from Out of Ur, entitled They Love the Church but Not the Institution (be sure to read Parts 1 and 2). Excellent stuff!
Taking the bitter with the sweet
It’s great to be back in Wales! The older I get, the more that I discover that I am “set in my ways” and yearn for the routine of our relatively quiet, simple life—even though we serve as missionaries in a foreign land. I mean no disrespect to my fellow Americans, but I quickly grew weary of the loud, proud, me-first, damn-everyone-else-to-hell attitudes I witnessed too frequently across five southern states, conveyed in facial expressions, driving manners, hand gestures and verbal abuse aimed at whoever…it didn’t seem to matter. But in fairness, I also found myself showered with Southern hospitality from friends, family, and total strangers, especially during the week I spent in Fayetteville, Georgia. There I participated in meetings with people from England, Wales, Georgia, and Lousiana; and we focused our attention upon a large multi-church mission team that will be spending the first week of July in the valleys of South Wales. More about that in another post. Continue reading
A simpler place and time
Crossing the big pond in style!
My plane landed yesterday afternoon at Hartsfield International Airport in Atlanta, after the rare and wonderful experience of flying First Class (aka BusinessElite in Delta Airline parlance) from London, courtesy of generous friends in Fayetteville, Georgia, who gave me one of their "buddy passes." I normally dread these transatlantic flights—too many people packed too tightly together for too many hours—but I could really get used to the first-class luxuries that I enjoyed yesterday in the 767-300ER wide-body aircraft. I savored every moment like Jethro Bodine on the Beverly Hillbillies, probably amusing my thirty-five cabin mates who long ago lost their initial sense of wonder. Continue reading
