Obliviousness to Paralysis. I know this post will get less of a responce than a post about what you put on your hotdog, but go and take a look at this.

Watch this trailer. This isn’t a joke, don’t let the bachelor party stuff distract you from watching the whole thing. And I have to say that in reality this is a very disturbing and grotesque subculture that has me in Paralysis.

There is so much I would like to say about this right now, but I just don’t have it in me, at the moment, to write something worth it’s value. I’ll get back to you later in the week, but for now you need to check this out.

I don’t really know why some people feel the need to talk when they are urinating, but I don’t.

I went to Church this morning, but before I got there I had about 2 or 3 cups of coffee so by the time I arrived the bathroom was a necessity. I went in as normal, and noticing there was someone in the stall at the end I went about my regular business. I was aiming for the top left drain hole when the “someone” from the stall came out and asked, “So, how are you doing???”

The first thing that came to mind was, “well, I’m not totally on target and I’m getting a little splatter, all in all though,,, I’m doing ok.” What came out of my mouth was, “Fine“…???

At that point I wanted to look over and see who it was, but I didn’t want to encourage the conversation. (I didn’t want a conversation) All I could think was, “who the heck decides that it’s normal to introduce them selves with a conversation to a person while they’re peeing.???” I tried not to think about it, finished up and then went to wash my hands. I should have walked directly from the urinal to great him with a nice friendly hand shake, then gone to wash my hands.

As I was washing my hands he continued to ask, “So, how has your week been?” I replied simply, “Can’t complain.” Thats when I notice he had on a badge with a string tying it around his neck. Ding!! Ding!! as the light went off in my head. “this guys is connected to the Church staff, no wonder he felt the need to start small talk. While I was peeing…”

I don’t know about anyone else, but just because I’m not inside a stall doesn’t mean that you can talk to me while I’m peeing. Especially if you don’t know me. Seriously, would you strike up a conversation with the guy in the stall next to you while he’s taking a dump just because conversation is a nice thing to do. Hell no…

I know I’m blowing this out of proportion, but if the bathroom was a place for conversation while your peeing than the urinal should be facing each other so you can talk face to face.

If you know me than you can ask a question while I’m peeing, other wise please speak only when necessary…

thank you.

I read a few blogs this morning and they kinda got my brain stirring.

I went over to Without Wax and something in his post got me thinking about how the majority of “Christians”, in my perspective, seem to be missing a healthy dose of “Reality”. Not sure what part is missing, but something is missing.

No more that 4 blogs later I came across one of Carlos’s posts with a banner that some people were walking around with.

Obviously these people have issues and the majority of “Christians” would agree to a point.

Here is my question…

What is it about the average “Christians” daily life that reminds them of God’s existence? What is it that reminds them of the Truth? Once you have these thoughts in mind, think about how loudly they spoke to you. Literally how loud did you hear them in your ears?

Well I’m not crazy so I didn’t hear anything. What I did notice was the subtle consistency of the “Reality” around me; “Life“. The calmness of Nature and peace of Silence.

I just wish more people would reflect a life of Christ than talk about one.

I can’t say much for myself, I’m not the best example of a good reflection, but I would rather reflect than be heard.

So here are 2 bands that popped in my head today.

Prodigy

ICP

Im not really sure why, but I had to hear Firestarter and then i realized why i dont own any Prodigy and then for some odd reason i thought of ICP and realized that people have strange tastes in music.

If you have ever owned a CD by either of these two, which cd(s) were they? And which song did you buy the album for?

Seriously who buys these things?

This kinda reminds me of a story about a guy i saw driving through the parking lot of my dad gas station one time.

I looked up from doing something in front of the store. I was just standing there waiting for customers when I noticed this guy in a huge Uncle Buck type car rolling up through the parking lot. I really couldnt see through the windshield very well, but i could see enough. This guy was driving around with a hug salami and a brick of cheese. I saw him take a gastly bite of salami and then go strait to the cheese. No pause… Chomp Chomp…

I was stunned, shocked and began to chuckle. Thats when i realized that, yes, people do drive around with large pieces of salami and bricks of cheese; right in the middle of a hot summer day. Who would have thought?