Geezerville USA is a ghost town - a haiku
What happened here my friends?
Dust, weeds, blowing through the town.
Geezerville, farewell?
A place for those old enough to know better.
What happened here my friends?
Here is a post from my personal blog -- I thought I would share it here, as well, since I haven't been around for a long time.
So we have a new pope. While I am not a member of the Roman Catholic Church, I still find the whole thing sort of exciting.
It intrigues me how much secrecy goes into electing a new pope. It's definitely much better than the volleyball of slander and insult that is flung around in a presidential election but still seems odd. Then again, if the process were public, undue influence might be put on the cardinals performing the election. On that note, it is certainly better to keep it behind closed doors and away from public scrutiny.
It still cracks me up how much the liberal media is freaking out about this. Yes, the cardinals elected yet another right-wing conservative pope. Yes, he will still oppose abortion and homosexual marriage. No, he won't bend to the will of the fanatical left like some of the other candidates might.
Leftist commentators have said, "The church just refuses to modernize." 'Modernize'?!?! What they mean is, "The church refuses to deny thousands of years of church doctrine because it makes us uncomfortable." Completely ridiculous. The church, whether Catholic or Christian, is going to be a right-winged entity. They are not going to change Biblical doctrine just because a bunch of leftist fanatics are uncomfortable with it. The Bible says what it says... that's it... to deny it would not only be heresy, but it would be completely self-defeating. Then again, that's just what the liberals want -- the fall of Christianity. Many will deny it, but that's what it comes down to.
To end on a happier note, it's my wife's birthday today. A nice surprise sushi dinner is in order, I believe. :) Happy Wednesday, people... I'm outta here.
No one has posted here in awhile, so I don't know if my post killed this place or not.
I already posted this in my emergent journal, but thought you guys would like it here too:
After watching a program about the Empire State Building the other day, a thought occurred to me:
I love concerts. No... I mean I REALLY LOVE concerts! I always have. I recall when I was about ten years old, my parents took me to my first concert. The circumstances of it were quite interesting... let me elaborate. It was the final show of the Joy To The World tour of Three Dog Night. You know where they played their last show?! Idaho Falls High School auditorium in Idaho Falls, ID. Still, to this day, amazes me. I recall being completely taken by all of the lights, the volume, the sheer spectacle of it all. My father bought me a shirt from the show... I still have it. It has a singing frog on the front and says, "Joy To The World Tour". Afterwards, my dad found out that the band was going to be signing autographs out back and anyone could come and get one. Of course I jumped at the opportunity and got my shirt signed by Cory Wells and Gary Moon. I was mesmerized and have made every attempt to attend concerts of bands I enjoy ever since.
So last September, my wife and I decided to go on Weight Watchers together. She wanted to lose the left-over baby weight from being pregnant and I needed to drop some weight for health reasons. My wife hit her goal of 40lbs about a month ago. That's losing 40lbs, not that she's down to that weight! :)