After ruling out a spur of the moment solo trip to the Grand Canyon yesterday, I decided instead to find a plane ticket to Orlando, Grand Rapids, Seattle or San Francisco. No luck. Apparently buying tickets three hours in advance isn’t so cheap. So instead I worked at church organizing craft supplies and construction paper. Then I rented five movies. All but two sucked. Those in the crapola category included Venus, Because I Said So and Syrian Bride. The last one was actually good. The crap part was that the case said it was in English and it was totally subtitles. How to Eat Fried Worms, Stranger than Fiction and Jesus Camp were the winners. Oh…guess that makes it six. I cannot believe I watched six movies in a day and a half.
Today I went antique shopping. Got some cool stuff. I was actully looking for a piece or two of furniture, but I encountered only overpriced stuff and lame attempts at copying the real stuff. I love it when antique people try to lie to me about that kind of crap. Seriously, do they not think I’d notice the hardware didn’t match?
Also during the antiquing extravaganza, I met a lady that is from Holland, Mich. Small world. I also talked about Jesus with a lady who hit on me. We were talking about tolerance and I told her that Jesus didn’t do hate. If hate was his deal, he would have gone around kicking people’s asses because he totally had the power to do so. Instead, he decided to have dinner with the people everyone else thought should have their asses kicked.
Roman’s road? YWAM approved? Yeah right. But I think it might have been what she needed to hear. She said she went to a church that wouldn’t let the boys swim after age 13 for certain anatomical/biological reasons. She said it was really hard to be her especially after she knew who she really was. That’s why she thought Jesus was either a crock or that he hated her. She said she’d never looked at the way I said. I told her that’s probably to be expected b/c most people don’t use Jesus and kicking ass in the same sentence.
Even after the evangelizing she still wanted to know if I’d be around later for a beer. Told her I lived on the other side of town which was true. Seriously though, if I actually had friends in Phoenix to come with me, I totally would have met up with her later. At any rate, I walked out her rainbow covered door with my new beer mugs and martini glasses without accepting her offer.
Hope that didn’t affect her knew angle on Jesus.
I also signed up for Facebook over the weekend. I don’t even know what the heck it is or what I am supposed to do with it. All I know is that I felt like something of a tool putting out these invitations asking people to be my friend. So far I’m just getting yeses. Do people ever reply with a hell no? And now that I have friends, what am I supposed to do with them? I already talk to them over the phone and through email. What am I supposed to put on their wall? Hi. Read the email I just sent. You rock.
Okay…that’s all.
I’ve given out Nos on facebook – in fact to the same person twice. But then again it was some random middle aged male librarian from idaho who I didn’t know, trying to make “library 2.0” social networking connections. So it sucks for him that I only friend people I know in real life.
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Hi there!
Any chance you can resend the email you sent me explaining your move. The computer I have that on crashed. Boo-hoo. I’ve been feeling terrible for not responding. Jeff thought he could get the computer up and running. No luck so I’m using my laptop. I’m sure that was more explaining than I really need to do!
Welcome to Facebook!! I’m hooked.
Oh and 6 movies in a day and a half. You ROCK!
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On Facebook, only write on a wall what you would shout across a crowded room. Yeah, email’s more secure for the personal conversations. But, on Facebook I’ve found old friends from other chapters of my life. Not sure what to do with them all as it can take a ton of time. Fun to see their faces. Not sure how to manage that space, though.
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