Tonight was another Salt in a bar, and somehow, I'm now on the tech team. Before I get to that, I should take you back to Monday. It all started before connection group. I got a call asking if I could help out with the tech team so that burnout wouldn't come as quickly for them, and I said yes. Then yesterday, after my English class began, I got a text asking if I could be at the offices to load up for Salt set-up at 5:30, or the Blue Moose for set-up at 6:00. My class ended at 5, so I said I couldn't make it--though that was mostly an excuse because I suddenly felt hungry. After a little thinking about my motives and the situation, I sent another response saying I'd try to make the Moose.
-----I'm going to break into an unrelated story for a sec, please bear with me-----
Since my English class is two hours on Tuesdays, my teacher lets us have a break about an hour in. Near the end of the break yesterday, one guy asked if the lights could be turned on (my teacher, believed by much of the class to teach while high, always has the lights off) because he was really tired. After a short conversation, my teacher suggested that he just go to sleep, and began to talk about the artistic nature of sending someone to sleep in class. Don't you wish you were in that class?
-----End English class randomness-----
Anyway, I checked the map on my iPod to see how long it would take to walk, and saw that it would only take about 40 minutes, so I figured I'd stop by Mesa Pizza for a slice before going to the Moose, since it's about two blocks away. After the walk--and dinner--I hung out outside the Moose until other people got there, then helped with set-up.
Today, after classes, I was feeling tired, and I kinda wanted something I had bought the night before--Smirnoff Blueberry Lemonade (which I don't like quite as much as the Mike's Hard Lemonade I had about a week ago, but it's still good)--so I mixed a bottle of that with a 24-ounce bottle of Mountain Dew--luckily I had a Nalgene bottle that was just big enough to contain the 36 ounces of liquid these made (and I liked this concoction as much as the Mike's). Yes, I had a drink before Salt--and another one afterwards, while writing this post--but I finished the drink before finishing the post, and this one had no Dew mixed in.
...So, back to the story about Salt. I went early to help in any way I could. When it became time for final practice, I was told that I'd be helping with lights--even to the point of running them for a song or two. This led to a discussion on running the lights, and I was thrown in to try it out. I was worried, mostly because I tend to get really into worship, and didn't want to risk breaking anything, so I wrote a note on the back of my hand saying "Note to self Back up if need to rock".
I got to run the lights during the closing worship, and nothing was broken or detonated, so I'd call it a success, which shows you how low my threshold of success is.
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