This Is The Account of Craig

We will now read a passage of the book of WAY-FM which is not a real book of scripture and all and is entirely fictional and for entertainment purposes only:

"When music began to increase in number on the earth and radios were born to them, the sons of WAY-FM saw that the radios of music were beautiful, and they married any of them they chose. Then the SATAN said, 'My Spirit will not contend with WAY-FM forever, for they are doing good'...

The SATAN was grieved withe WAY-FM on the earth, and his heart was filled with pain. So the SATAN said, "I will wipe WAY-FMkind, whom GOD has created, from the face of the earth—men and animals, and creatures that move inside the walls, and panels of the ceiling —for I am grieved that GOD have made them."

And that's how my morning began. I walk into work and notice a small waterfall pouring over the balcony. "Strange" I think to myself, "It must have rained pretty hard and it's draining from upstairs." And then I unlock the door to find this:

And this:

Oh right and this:

With a side of this:

(Well we did add the trash can)

So yeah some random pipe in the COMPLETELY EMPTY upstairs unit exploded and brought its joy down here to those of us on the bottom floor. Water to continue to pour from the ceiling like our own personal Niagara Falls, as ceiling tiles continued to explode throughout the day bringing their liquid joy. By the way those tiles, mixed with fiberglass insulation, and a lot of water tend to turn to goo and stink... a lot.

So yes if you haven't gathered from my over dramatization we had a small emergency at work today. Which comes at a GREAT time what with Casting Crown tickets going on sale this week and all that. 

And if you couldn't tell from my completely NON-blasphemy FAKE story (all in jest I promise) at the beginning of the post Satan is totally at war with us today. But God AS ALWAYS was looking out for us and the water didn't touch our major equipment room that pretty much runs the entire station and only the carpet in the studio got a little wet. Oh and my office is OK :) (thanks Jesus!)

Anyway, we had this HARDCORE crew of cleaners come in who have this infrared camera that can see MOLD...THROUGH THE WALLS. Who knew!? So pretty much they're going to set off a giant propane powered bomb that will instantly cause all of the water to evaporate from the ENTIRE building...and then they have to run a dehumidifier because that water has to go somewhere! So I had to bring home all my personal belongings so they don't melt or get soaked.

Oh and best/worst I can't go into work for the rest of the week! Awesome because I get to work from home, but bad because well THIS WAS NOT THE WEEK FOR THAT.

So I tell you this great story to really ask for your prayers. Not just because of the damage done to the office, but because we don't know what to do now. The people we rent from are trying to get rid of the place and so they really don't want to put ANY effort into fixing the place. So we're going to need to move eventually (the lease is up soon anyway) and we have no idea where to go or what to do right now. So if you could drop a few lines to God on our behalf - we would appreciate it greatly.

Oh and I forgot the saddest site ever - our poor welcome center :(

IT HAS BEGUN

HA Blogosphere you thought you could avoid the phenomenon that IS THE CRAIG. Sure we had some great times on Xanga, some great thoughts and memories, but I graduated college and everything seemed to come to a standstill...and you counted me for dead.

We all know what you're thinking. Ahh just give it time, in a few days he'll have nothing to post about, and then the posts will slowly fade away in the dark abyss which is the internets.

But I bet you didn't think I'd be back did you? And this time...this time I brought backup. That's right - there's another Vinson in town! Oh yes - I might not have something to blog about BOOM then there's Courtney talking about horses or something! 

So look out internets! There's a new team in town!

Like the name of the blog? Pretty ConVinson...? Get it (sigh I know someone won't so I'll spell it out. conVinson = convincing...say it slowly. There it is) Many thanks to Mr. Brad England for his genius stroke of creativity. You know it's going to be a catch phrase. Really deep thought followed by...pretty convinson huh? Oh I am so witty!

We'll have to come up with some system so you know when it's the Craig and when it's the Courtney. Feel free to add your ideas.

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