maybe I'm lost in a word cloud

I have most definitely neglected this blog of late. There is no doubt I have told it that I would "be right back," but instead I left it hanging outside on the porch. In the rain. And there were tornadoes nearby.

I don't really know what to attribute to my sudden stopping of the blogger presses to, other than instead of writing down life, I've been forced to live it the past few weeks. Plus, I have done a ton of outside writing and my head is swimming in words and sentences and run-on sentences about stuff. And sentence fragments. Of which I like to write.

I finished my novel and now it's at the publisher's. I am awaiting their feedback, obviously hoping for a huge thumb's up and I meeting to figure out how to best market the thing. The reviews (all of 1) that I have received back from third party individuals (A's cousin H) were super great. She loved it. And she's part of my two-pronged target audience, so...

Yea. A's at school doing her summer school thing. I'm playing Mr. Mom with fixing breakfast, snacks, lunch, laundry, dinner, trash, dishes, dogs etc etc - all the stuff my beautiful pregnant wife usually does and now I see that and don't understand how she does it all without going insane - and I start DBU in a few days to begin travelling down the road to my Master's degree. This on top of my regular Star Wars Lego contractor job.

Lotsa stuff. Wish I could write more here, but I am starting a web series in the next few days as well - I think - and I need to write the first script.

15 Minutes of Fame * ** ***

15 Minutes of Fame * ** ***

(More on this phenomenon coming at some point...)

leaked photo of an Empire UFO

Brennan's Ship Shop: Prototype Rebel ATV

Found! A few pics snapped of a prototype Rebel ATV. Name of vessel is unknown.

Brennan's Ship Shop: enFORCEr

Check out...the enFORCEr!

And for good measure or something....the Count E gang!

God is an amazing storyteller

Before I fire off another one-liner or quip from the hip...I can't, in good conscience or otherwise, apologize for my "newfound" belief, zeal and testimony in and for Jesus Christ. Just can't do it. I do realize some of my friends and family may think, "Whoa, easy there, hoss, with all the Jesus talk" and that's all well and good...for them.

I'm the new, enhanced version of my old self and I love it. I love where God is taking me and I really love that A is my wife on this journey and I love that I have a built-in family of 7 great kiddos that are coming along for the ride, making this life trip all the better.

I have found that talking openly abut Jesus puts some people on the edge...of a cliff...where some of them slowly inch backwards away from me, while some others just turn around to that edge and opt to jump off before I can say a word. That's no good.

I was that way, too, at the start of my journey. You couldn't get me to talk about religion - wait, yes you could, but it was not actually to dispute God's existence, I've always believed in that. It was more to dispute the Bible and it's meanings being literal and word-for-word exact versus allowing for loose interpretations and allowing a treasure hunt for hidden meanings like I was Jacques Cousteau and it was the great blue vastness with sharks and whales and stuff.

I was uneasy with the notion of full-on Christianity and what it truly meant because I was so long living in a world where I thought I knew what it was to be a Christ-follower. "WWJD?" (What Would Jesus Do?) was just a message on a trendy-ish bracelet. Nothing more. I didn't know any better.

I'm kinda rambling today and this post has really veered off its intended course which was I don't know what anymore, but I'll sum up by saying I'm not sorry for being an outspoken, outwardly-living Christian. I've too long been a person who wasn't.

And if any of you knew me before I became this dude who hands out Bibles to homeless people, then you should not question the awesome power of God and His ability to redeem a sinner, and then turn that sinner/punk/meanie/"insert adjective here" into someone you'd like to hang around with, rather than run away from.

And before you even say that my change is all due to A, I pose this question: Who put her in my path? Santa Claus?

And before you say "fate" did it...I'll ask you, "What does a small town in northeast Texas have to do with anything? I'm talking about God here. Duh."

real quick while I'm thinking about it...

money does not make the man. he should not be defined by a job, by a car or by a house. it is action that illustrates the man.

it's....SUPERBABY!!!

In case you didn't catch the post title, we are pregnant! And if you're not a numbers kinda person, that makes EIGHT kiddos we'll have when this new one meets the world. Annnd....in case you're new to me, this blog, or both...this will be my first biological kiddo. I'll have a little half-me running around and that is such an amazing - and amazingly frightening - thing. Two Brennans? Is the world ready...?

Our kiddos are super excited, too. And they are OUR kiddos. I treat these little step-angels of mine like they are already half-me's. I love them and they know it. They were kinda bummed that the baby would only be halfway related to them, but that was an  idea we quashed right then and there. "This will be your brother or sister. That's it. Full or half doesn't matter."

We're a solid team. And now we've got another member on the way.

Oh yea. Some people - like my buddy who just texted me, responding to my Facebook status update - will be like "What?!" EIGHT kids??? You kidding me?!" Which is the natural response. I get it. However...

We have an insane amount of love and excitement for our child-to-be. Codename: SuperBaby.