Archive for October, 2009
Imagine No Malaria
Posted by hilstreet in austin, texas, faith on October 13, 2009
With 14 million people on deck, the United Methodist Church can do amazing things. 14 million people using God’s love to change the world? Mountains can be moved.
At the 2009 United Methodist General Conference, Methodist leadership from around the world set tremendous goals to eliminate poverty, eradicate malaria, create new places for new people, and raise up young leadership.
The United Methodist Church wants to invest in every person it comes in contact with whether they walk through church doors or not. We’re not only about recruiting people to church on Sunday. We’re about reaching out whether the open door is here at a church, or in the form of a mosquito net. The United Methodist Church wants to help people where they are.
Although I don’t always agree with all my fellow Methodists … I all can get behind these goals.
My dear friend, pastor, and Methodist leader, Bobbi Kaye, invited her coordinator, Rachel, to speak to our church about eradicating malaria. Saint John’s is asking everyone to donate $1000 to the program which will first be implemented in Sierra Leone. The program includes prevention, treatment, and education by providing mosquito nets, training, medicine, and hospital equipment.
Rachel is pregnant, and when she talked to our church, she discussed that she initially thought that $1000 was too much to donate when you are waiting for a baby. She said she needed to spend her money on things like organic crib sheets. She read that our generation slept on chemically treated sheets when we were babies and we are LUCKY TO BE ALIVE.
No really, we are lucky to be alive, and Rachel’s parallel made me see that. Thanks, Rachel, for making me see how lucky we really are.
In the time it took you to read this blog post, four children died of Malaria.
Any amount is appreciated and needed! Read more about Imagine No Malaria
Austinites: Attend the Family Friendly Fundraising “Stomp Out Malaria” Walk – Saturday, October 24, 8:00 -10:00 a.m. at Lamar Middle School
Art
I’ll always remember the smell of the art gallery. Dust and wood. Frames stacked and hung in every free space. In those frames, paintings were staring at you everywhere you looked. This sounds cluttered. But you didn’t feel cluttered because each stacked image was more interesting than the next. The religion of history and beauty and expression shown on each canvas.
My mother is an art collector. My mom dearly and tenderly loves art, and with that she dearly and tenderly loved her art gallery. The gallery owner was a family friend like no other. Like a person plucked from the 1960s, he always had on a starched shirt and tie and looked younger than I do (even in his seventies). Perfectly shaved every day, smiling and complimentary, always wearing a shiny watch, he owned the art gallery that his father started in 1919.
This art gallery honored Midwestern artists and restored any painting you brought in. He was the gallery – his reputation preceded him before you walked in the door. He brought European culture to Oklahoma City by bringing Picasso and Chagall lithographs to his gallery.
I was raised in this gallery, when it was at the local mall, and then the other mall, and then when it moved the house downtown. He was at our family events, vacations, and gave the first toast at my father’s memorial reception. He gave Husbanks and I a beautiful painting for our wedding. He could have auctioned it off, but he gave it to us because we were family. He framed our college diplomas. Actually … most things on our wall came from the gallery owner. He is a constant in our lives.
Monday, he took his own life. I have no idea what was going through his mind or why he was so sad. I just know that my family misses him. He always laughed and smiled and complimented. I hope he knows we loved him and that he brought beauty to many lives. And he’ll stay with us, through the expressions on our walls.
Things I Learned at The Block Party
Posted by hilstreet in austin, texas, friends on October 7, 2009
Last night, our neighbor hosted a block party. It is amazing how many neighbors you don’t meet because you have a garage. You can just go from your car to your house and you don’t have to talk to anyone. Here are the things I learned about my street:
1. Our street is musical. Drummers, singers and pianists abound. The block party host is a pianist at the 6th Street Pete’s Piano Bar. He wheeled his piano out for requests.
2. Our street is dog-friendly. Puppies were welcome to par-tay.
3. Our street has only one thing more than puppies: children. Lots of tots.
4. Our street is smart. Engineers and physicists aplenty. Two of them research sonar. All of them play Ultimate Frisbee. None of them think I am funny.
5. Our street is friendly. I should … get out of my garage more often.
Tea from the Future
Check out this futuristic steeping system! Thanks for sharing your space tea, Dawkins.

Route 35
Posted by hilstreet in austin, texas on October 5, 2009
I’ve lived off of Interstate 35 all my life. I-35 is the vein carrying commerce from Mexico to Minnesota. Arteries clogged with the goods and greed of an American lifestyle.
Whoa – I didn’t mean to get that deep.
In Austin, I still live off I-35, but I also live off of the new Bike Route 35. The main vein for our neighborhood has been repainted, removing an entire lane of car traffic and creating a generous über-safe lane for pedal power. Only carrying what our meager bike baskets and backpacks can bear, Route 35 promotes a healthy commute by connecting to Route 6, the bike path to work.
Thanks for retrofitting for bike lanes, Austin!
i lurned this from mai freind, Maya
Posted by hilstreet in My animals on October 1, 2009
And I like Husbanks’ Garfield coffee mug!



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