A typical morning in our bed consists of lots of cuddling. Talulah’s usually there, and she gets really lovey in the morning.
We don’t hurry out of bed most days, as we can work from there if we need. Tina and I talk about our dreams from the night before. Ask each other how we slept. Million dollar ideas. You know, regular stuff.
I told Tina about how I watched 15 minutes of Hannity last night. Hannity was interviewing Herman Cain and throwing such amazing questions as, “But you didn’t cheat on your wife like everyone is saying, right?” And Cain said, “Oh no. I didn’t cheat. I’m not a perfect man, but I didn’t cheat or have inappropriate relationships with any of these women. At the end of the day, my reputation is going to be exonerated from the dead.”
And Hannity shines with another leading, softball question or 85 of them.
Insert barf in back of throat.
One of Tina’s thoughts was that we should develop an iPhone app that is a sort of merchandise locator/map tool for each store. Hear me out. So you feed in your list, and you get a map through the store and the most efficient route to take to find those items.
That way, you don’t have to ask some red-shirt Target teenager where the KY Jelly is and on what shelf it’s located. You can get in and out without anyone seeing you scratching your ass while looking for the best-priced lube in the condoms area.
After that discussion, I picked up my laptop after we discussed that it might be a difficult app to produce.
I found the YouTube video that I posted about Michele “I’m un-evolved and I’m proud ” Bachmann talking about the “Theory” of evolution. Tina listened on with patience, and she finally blurted, “How in the world does she consider Intelligent Design to be science?”
I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders.
What gets me is that the conservatives pride themselves on not being the “smart” group, and then they dig their un-intelligent nails in things that require an IQ higher than the diameter of their waist.
I took the dog out … me … me me me me
We left the bedroom. I don a pile of clothing to take Lu dog out. We exit to the backyard in a fury of barks and me saying, “Talulah! Be quiet!”
I “Chuck-It” with Lu for 20 or 30 minutes and return back. While I’m gone, Tina cleans up the kitchen and makes coffee. I love how I can smell fresh brewed French Roast from about the second floor landing.
I open the door, make Talulah sit, invite her in, and Tina says, “Hey guys.”
Then Tina turned to me and said, “Hey, so you know all that stuff about Christians and Intelligent Design?”
“Yes,” I said.
“Well, why aren’t the Michele Bachmanns and others so up-in-arms about getting Jesus in history books and teaching the history of Jesus in history class.”
I tilted my head and listened.
She continued making her point.
Finally I said, “Hmm, I don’t know if I can verify that at the moment, but you make a great point. Why aren’t believers up in arms about Jesus in the history classroom, and how they should teach that Jesus was born a virgin, lived, was crucified and rose from the dead? No one fights for that do they?”
Believers fight for God in science, because God in nature seems more plausible than the life of Jesus? It’s more plausible than proving the historicity of Jesus?
Jesus in history is a great story, but its mythical qualities render it useless for real history lessons.
Believers attack evolution, because there’s so much in nature that seems so supernatural. It’s still somewhat a large territory of uncharted waters, at least to them who think the universe is so magical and mysterious.
The universe is magical-ish and mysterious-ish. That’s why science is so awesome. It’s all about discovery and revamping the way it sees the world.
Not belief. That’s static. It’s not about discovery and intellectualism. Because believers don’t want to be associated with elitist thought. It’s a crazy amount of double think.
Tina determined that Christians should fight to prove god in history … then they might have a better foundation to start with when introducing him/her/it into the science classroom.
My Tina. What a woman.