Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Graphic Novel Moi

The dreaded selfie...phony and phone-y.  BUT!  I can't wait to mess with this cartoon effect on other subjects.

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Say a Little Prayer...with a Twist

Recently, I heard such a strange mix of spirituality from my neighbor.  She told me about her father's death and how her stepmother was being really awful to her and to her siblings.  I offered my condolences and said that I was so sorry that things were being made worse by that woman's meanness.  She then said the strangest thing (well, odd to me, anyway).  Quoth she: "Well, say a little prayer, and maybe Karma will get her!"

No big deal, and she said it with a wink and a smile, but it's funny to me how there's sort of a mix of beliefs going on in some people's minds.  Did I mention that she attends the Baptist church that's within walking distance of where we live?  Say a little prayer, and maybe Karma will get her.

Uh...okay.  **

Wednesday, June 4, 2014


I was doing some organizing and condensing of my bookshelves this week.   One of the perks of my work life is that I get a ton of free books, so I have to clean house every once in awhile, lest I become a guest of Hoarders : Literary Edition (oh, I would watch the shit out of that).  I picked up a book that is a remnant of Christian Michelle,  and this fell out...

I looked on the back, and this little bookmark told me its forgotten tale.  It was given me by an old acquaintance and coworker, who also led a Bible study that I took (omg...I was in so many of those guys at once that sometimes I felt like I was back in college).  She gave it to me at the end of the class on January 11, 2001.  The study was and is called Jesus, the One and Only, written by a lady named Beth Moore.   She is quite famous in evangelical circles, and I attended one of her conferences, as well as doing many of her quite complicated studies at my old mega church.  She was revered a lot, and I was a fan.

Anyway, this bookmark survived a few "Christian stuff" purges, but found its way to the rubbish bin a few days ago.  It's funny how stuff like this keeps popping up.  I still have some religious books, but the signs and symbols of the old Xtian me just keep falling, falling away.

If you had come from the future, and visited me on 11 January 2001, and said, "So, honey, you'll be a mildly tipsy atheist watching Downton Abbey reruns and blogging in the early morning hours on 4 June 2014" I might've said, "Get thee behind me, Satan" or more likely, "Huh?"

Who knows how significant this will seem in the morning.   Maybe I'll feel like a fool.  All I know is that two women who barely know me took the time today to tell me all about London and gave me advice about what I should do when I'm there in August, all over dinner at a hilarious but sincere place in our small town called Little Mexico.  This makes me very happy and grateful.

The other thing I know is that Matthew (poor, doomed Matthew) has just found out that he must dance with O'Brien at an event, and that his reaction is, "Crikey."

So, future you, approaching me with my future beverage consumption, trip to the UK and atheism,  I just repeat Matthew's sentiment...