Driving for Uber, I delivered a client to the Maserati dealership in Hurst, TX. While there, I had one of the salesmen take the picture so I could send it to my oldest son, Andy. He is all into expensive cars, and a lot of 14 years olds tend to be. I knew he would enjoy the picture.
I added that I was not buying it, and had 161,000 reasons for not doing so. He was only mildly disappointed.
Another awesome discovery while driving through the Frisco Square last Saturday was this 2014 Indian Chieftain with custom paint job. The owner, Jim Graham, had no problems letting me take pictures and explained to Andrew that the paint had actual gold in it. I wish I had taken a close up of the gold, but didn’t know about it till we go home and Andrew told me. If you look closely, you can see it. The bike truly was beautiful.
I really enjoyed the opportunity.
Running errands on Saturday, I headed down through the Frisco Square to find Jeff Jones, and his son, Foster, cooking up so barbecue for En Fuego Cigars. I wasn’t hungry, but did want to take some pictures. Jeff, a Texas Aggie Class of 1985, didn’t mind helping out a fellow Ag in his hobby.
In these parts, this is a famous sculpture depicting a man representing Christ, washing the feet of the Apostle Peter. It stirs up quite a bit of emotion among evangelicals, because in the original sculpture, you have to get on your knees to see the face of the man representing Christ. In doing so, you are worshiping a bronze representation, while well done, that robs the living and true Christ of His glory.
The problem is, in making an image of Christ, the sculptor and evangelicals who have displayed the image, have broken God’s command against graven images. This command is not against all images, but those that represent God. This sculpture clearly does that, to the point that when I took the picture, I planned on posting the picture with my complaint that evangelicals have no problems with false images of God. Then I realized, by posting the picture of the image of a man representing Christ, I was committing the same sin. So I removed that portion of the sculpture.
It may not be as interesting. But I happen to believe that when Jesus told us that if we loved Him, we would keep His commands, which clearly includes not making images of Him.
UPDATE: Well, I’ve been corrected. The motorcycle in the following pictures is NOT a Harley Davidson. A deacon from my church has gently told me that it s a Honda Valkyrie. “To the untrained eye, it easy to miss,” he said. My eye is clearly untrained in this regard.
Driving through Frisco last week, I got this shot and didn’t realize how much I liked it until I uploaded it to the computer.
I took these while waiting to for my Uber app to go off and let me know there were some riders in the area.
From the archives, March 2015…just a reminder of where we would like to go if the way be made clear.
This place seemed like it would be a great backdrop for bridal pictures.
Every morning, except Tuesday and Friday, when I attempt to fast… the key word “attempt.”
Dang… it’s Tuesday again.
Andy and I were watching Joey play baseball when we saw the car pull into the parking lot. It was clearly unique. He wanted to grab his phone and take his pictures, but since I had my camera, we agreed to use mine since the picture quality is better.
We were not sure what kind of car it was, but upon some research, it turns out to be a 1936 Auburn Boattail. It is given that name because of the unique trunk (see the pictures below). Upon further research, I found out that the 1936 Auburn runs any where between $550,000, which is what one sold for on Sotheby’s, and $895,000 on Hemmings. When I told Andy the Sotheby’s price, he immediately realized it cost the same as a Ferrari. I told him I would rather have the Auburn. He agreed.
The picture of the fender and gas cap was taken by Andy.