One of my favorites was left out. “I choo choo choose you.”
What’s your favorite Ralphism?
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Published on Jul 30, 2012 by OnKneesforJesus4
Another example of Christian love from a school that does not reject children who come from divorced or remarried families. The school in question (Hope Christian School, New Mexico) receives federal funding every year.
Between our trip seeing family and our trip to the beach this weekend, we’ve had a great time.
Last week we spent the week with Jason and Michael. This weekend, we spent it with so many lovely people, I wish I could make it go on forever.
The birthday party we went to in Grand Rapids was stocked with tons of kids and family that I see too infrequently.
And our beach experience was shared with brand-spanking new friends, acquaintances who became new friends and old friends.
Spending time over the week with a mix of same-sex couples, married and unmarried heterosexual couples, it reminds me why I strongly support marriage, both same sex and hetero.
It boils down to supporting people.
Last night, we were talking about relationships, and I love it when Tina says, “Life is too short to be unhappy.”
Tina’s views on relationships have been shaped by a rocky past of divorces and happy marriages. Her views are based on reality, not on supernatural views. And for that, we have a strong relationship built on reasonable expectations and ideas.
She’s not forced to be with me, nor I her.
I wish I could show the closed-minded people within my own family and friends how awesome my friends are — who happen to be gay.
I wish I could show them how fun and great people are.
I wish that their environments were more hospitable rather than negative toward them. I wish there wasn’t an awkwardness to how people ask about Michael and his boyfriend/husband/partner.
We all deserve happiness.
Life and love are too short to interfere on others welfare with unfounded ideas based on dusty old books and brains between gray hair that think they know what the fuck they’re talking about, but don’t at all.
Okay, I’m done with my little complaint session.
I’m gearing up for a great week. Lollapalooza this weekend. Holy cow!
Stay tuned for some fun in the sun down at Grant Park.
The above picture is going around on Facebook with the following caption:
In 2006, the Dixie Chicks were PRAISED by ABC for expressing their “1st Amendment” rights by TRASHING President Bush.http://bit.ly/MME45Y
In 2012, ABC runs a HIT PIECE on Chick-fil-A, for expressing THEIR 1st Amendment rights and SUPPORTING traditional marriage.
‘LIKE’ if you agree –> The liberal media are a bunch of 1st Amendment HYPOCRITES.
I love it. I relish in the idea that even my family thinks my opinions are informed by some left-wing media machine.
It’s as if we need some media conglomerate to tell me that Christianity’s disgust for homosexuality is wrong, and if it weren’t for this information, I wouldn’t know how to think.
This comes from an entire population of people who think Jesus was born of a virgin and inviting this man’s spirit into your heart gives you the right to live forever.
Both instances are first amendment rights. And for all the praise the Dixie Chicks got, they received just as much flack.
Those people who post the above bullshit are having a tough time remembering history.
And likewise, for all the backlash against Chick-Fil-A, there are people screaming in support.
It’s free speech because you have the right to support it or not.
It’s bullshit to blame everything on some media conspiracy, because this blew up on the internets long before the media got their dirty hands on it.
But if you fall for that shit above, you’ll fall for this picture and caption:
“This is what we all looked like at 12 weeks in the womb. Legal to kill in all 50 states. Anyone think its not a person? Pass this along. It literally might save a life.
For the record, that “baby” is fake.
And regardless of how you feel about abortion, you should at least educate yourself on the ability of people to create dolls.
And if you fall for bullshit, you’ll fall for more bullshit.
And while it’s your right to express your first amendment rights. It’s not a right that you need to do so ignorantly.
Willy Wonka meme reads, “So, you stopped eating at Chick-fil-A because the owner of the company thinks that homosexuality is wrong. Tell me, when are you going to stop buying gasoline because the owners of OPEC put homosexuals to death.”
There must not be question marks on conservative’s keyboards.
Liberals = idiots.
That’s fo damn sho.
Via a “friend” on facebook.
Back in 2001, I visited the Philippines for the first time. That was when I discovered how insulting it is that everyone around you is staring at their phones.
People text all the time; at the dinner table, at the coffee shop, the bars.
Everywhere you went, there was that ubiquitous blue light shining up at faces.
Even groups of friends walking at the mall stared down at their phones.
Texting and smarter phones didn’t take hold in America for a while. But when it took off, holy shit.
You already know this. And if you don’t, look up from your goddamn phone for two seconds.
When I’m in traffic and I look over at someone in a neighboring car staring down at their phone, I give them a toot and a ringy-hand gesture just before rear-ending the car in front of me.
Everyone thinks they are exempt from texting laws. If god knew what the fuck he was doing, he would have left off “Have no other god before me” and included, “Ye shall not text and drive (you’ll know what I mean when technology catches up with my commandments).
Hell, maybe if god showed any kind of future knowledge in that old dusty book of his, he’d have made more friends than enemies.
During our travels this week, we stopped at a Culver’s (fast food restaurant) in Effingham, Illinois. On the speakers throughout the restaurant, Christian music played. During one song, the lyrics spoke of the blowing of trumpets to signify Yeshua’s return.
I can’t help but think God missed a great opportunity to flex his prophetic muscle by saying, “Electric guitars and drums with Zildjian cymbals will signal the second coming of Christ.”
What, since he obviously didn’t perform a second coming within his generation as he said himself.
The bible is sixty six books of supremely-huge missed opportunity if you ask me.
I mean, if whale’s stomaches were so accommodating, how come we don’t stay in whale stomachs while on vacation? It’d be so green and good for the environment to live in something so obviously organic as whale tummies.
Here’s a photo of a well-kept man standing on the side of a road holding a sign that reads, “I have a home … and a car … and a job. Do you need a few bucks for coffee?”
I didn’t take the photo. It was seen on Facebook.
It’s a feel-good photo of hope and grace.
I wish there were more people like this. It makes me want to grab $100 of $5 bills and make my own sign. Maybe stand outside until the money’s gone, and then stroke my back a few times.
Maybe touch myself.
I probably won’t do it. But it’s a good idea.
I can’t help but guess this man is religious. Within the religious discussion, it often goes unsaid that people who identify themselves as Christian aren’t bad people. We non-believers consider many Christ-followers our friends … all whilst making them great enemies.
We returned from our excellent Carbondale vacation Thursday night with achy heads, tested tempers and droopy-eyed fatigue.
And bald tires.
Before we left, I cycled through the typical car checks; washer fluid, oil, tire pressure and tread. Our front tires looked a bit worn.
Nobody wants to look at their tires and agree that they need to be replaced. I figured I could get this trip out of the way without replacing them, but I think my faith in baldness needs to be checked.
This morning, I’m having the two front tires replaced, and I think I have a slow leak in a back tire.
Did you know that the way to check tire tread is to take a penny and if your tread doesn’t reach the tip of old Abe’s head, you better run — not walk — to your nearest tire shop?
I didn’t either.
This weekend, our plans were to go to Michigan to celebrate my aunt’s birthday. My parents and sister drove up from North Carolina to go to the party.
So after a long week of traveling, we’d jump in the car Saturday morning with Talulah and drive three hours to Grand Rapids. We would stay at an aunt and uncle’s house with a spare room. It’s not the best setup in the world, but it’s doable.
But my parents said they were driving back Sunday morning, so we wouldn’t see them at all after the party on Saturday.
On Wednesday, we got an invitation to join a friend at a beach house on Lake Michigan for the cost of hiring a cleaning service to clean up after we left. The house is located an hour and a half south of Grand Rapids.
We decided to take him up on it.
So now we’re going to leave for Michigan today. Stay tonight in Harbert, MI. We will drive up to Grand Rapids Saturday afternoon, and back to Harbert before midnight.
Then we’ll drive back to Chicago on Monday after a little R&R at a sweet-ass stay in a gorgeous house on the lake.
So that’s what’s going on around here.
I wish I had better stories to pass along. I’ll aim to make better stories this weekend. 🙂