When I started this, I was never sure how my run would come to an end. I sometimes wondered if I would blog for my entire life. Over the past few months, though, it's become clear that that would never happen. While I may always have the stamina for it (27 posts in a single day? YES!), I knew I would not always have the spirit for it. And now the spirit has run dry.
Effective today, I am retired from blogging.
As the confusion sets in, you may ask yourself, "Why? Why would God allow something like this to happen to me?" I feel your pain, and I'm sorry. The simple answer is that this blog inflates my ego and my pride. I do it to draw attention to myself, and that's not what I'm about. I love the praise I've gotten, but I shouldn't. I want all that glory to go to God. While this has been a great creative outlet for me, it's been bad for life I want to live in Christ.
"I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me." -Galatians 2:20
I will still read all the blogs I love, and I hold nothing against them. I hope all your blogging (or blog-reading) endeavors will be fulfilled in good heart. God bless us, every one.
2.26.2007
2.23.2007
Y
Y is for Yodeling
To be completely honest, I have practically no idea what yodeling is. I really doubt it's just the yodel-ay-he-hoo stuff, cuz then why would they need these giant horns? Maybe yodeling is part of some international secret society. Whatever. As long as liederhosen is involved, I'm not interested.
To be completely honest, I have practically no idea what yodeling is. I really doubt it's just the yodel-ay-he-hoo stuff, cuz then why would they need these giant horns? Maybe yodeling is part of some international secret society. Whatever. As long as liederhosen is involved, I'm not interested.
X
X is for X-Ray Vision
X-Ray vision is overrated. I'm pretty sure you wouldn't be able to see anything at all. You'd see through everything, so you could only see nothing. You would without a doubt go insane. Or get hit a bus that you didn't see.
X-Ray vision is overrated. I'm pretty sure you wouldn't be able to see anything at all. You'd see through everything, so you could only see nothing. You would without a doubt go insane. Or get hit a bus that you didn't see.
W
W is for Washington
Washington means far too many things. You could mean the city, the state, the avenue, the president, the middle name of the inventor of peanut butter, maybe the airport if there is one, and so on. For a really long time, I thought that every Washington sports team was in Washington State, but they're all in the DC! It's craziness!
I can't fault the system that demands we name everything after our first president, but I don't understand it. Why is seat of our government, one of the most important cities, named Washington, while one of our most marginalized states gets the same name? We should rename at least one of them Reagan.
Washington means far too many things. You could mean the city, the state, the avenue, the president, the middle name of the inventor of peanut butter, maybe the airport if there is one, and so on. For a really long time, I thought that every Washington sports team was in Washington State, but they're all in the DC! It's craziness!
I can't fault the system that demands we name everything after our first president, but I don't understand it. Why is seat of our government, one of the most important cities, named Washington, while one of our most marginalized states gets the same name? We should rename at least one of them Reagan.
V
V is for Venison
It's not duck, and it's not buffalo, but as far as the secondary animal meats go, venison comes in at a big #3!
It's not duck, and it's not buffalo, but as far as the secondary animal meats go, venison comes in at a big #3!
U
U is for Upside-Down
If it were physically possible, I would be upside-down all the time. It's so much more enjoyable than the opposite of being upside-down. For instance, a couple of my friends recently tried playing Guitar Hero while upside-down, and it was amazing. They couldn't do it for long, but still.
I wonder how many people have died from upside-down poisoning. They had something about that in Big Trouble in Little China: the hell of the upside-down sinners. It's probably not as bad as it sounds.
If it were physically possible, I would be upside-down all the time. It's so much more enjoyable than the opposite of being upside-down. For instance, a couple of my friends recently tried playing Guitar Hero while upside-down, and it was amazing. They couldn't do it for long, but still.
I wonder how many people have died from upside-down poisoning. They had something about that in Big Trouble in Little China: the hell of the upside-down sinners. It's probably not as bad as it sounds.
T
T is for A Tribe Called Quest
Q-Tip is awesome, but that seems an unwise choice for an emcee name. He probably should have picked something less directly associated with wiping the wax out of your ears. Unless, wait, I think I get it--it's like his rhymes are wiping the wax out of my ears! Nice!
But what's with the green and red mascot guy?
Q-Tip is awesome, but that seems an unwise choice for an emcee name. He probably should have picked something less directly associated with wiping the wax out of your ears. Unless, wait, I think I get it--it's like his rhymes are wiping the wax out of my ears! Nice!
But what's with the green and red mascot guy?
S
S is for Saturday
Ah, Saturday. The king of days. All the other days toil away in their caves while King Saturday looks on from his glorious throne settled on a hill of the skulls of his rebellious serfs. He laughs as he takes a long draught from his golden chalice of mirth-juice, then he turns and pulls a passing wench onto his lap and lays a hot smooch on her face. As she swoons in his enormous arms, he becomes possessed with violence, grows to ten times his normal size, swallows the wench whole, and destroys his palace in a maniacal rage. Ah, Saturday.
Ah, Saturday. The king of days. All the other days toil away in their caves while King Saturday looks on from his glorious throne settled on a hill of the skulls of his rebellious serfs. He laughs as he takes a long draught from his golden chalice of mirth-juice, then he turns and pulls a passing wench onto his lap and lays a hot smooch on her face. As she swoons in his enormous arms, he becomes possessed with violence, grows to ten times his normal size, swallows the wench whole, and destroys his palace in a maniacal rage. Ah, Saturday.
R
R is for Row, Row, Row Your Boat
I hate this song with a passion. Especially when they start doing it in canon. Man. Whoever wrote this song must have been possessed by Satan, or at least caused others to be possessed by Satan.
But it actually makes me wish I had a boat to row. I'm not talking kayak or canoe here. I'm talking rowboat. I wanna do this old school.
Scattergories Index: 3
I hate this song with a passion. Especially when they start doing it in canon. Man. Whoever wrote this song must have been possessed by Satan, or at least caused others to be possessed by Satan.
But it actually makes me wish I had a boat to row. I'm not talking kayak or canoe here. I'm talking rowboat. I wanna do this old school.
Scattergories Index: 3
Q
Q is for Quebec
I applaud the Quebecese for their tireless efforts to achieve independence from the oppression of English Canada. I also laugh at them for it at the same time. There is nothing I can think of that is quite as absurd as a proud and independent French Canadian nation. It's like putting a hat on a seal. Sure, he looks dignified and successful in that nice hat, but that's still a seal under there, buddy.
Nonetheless, I was surprised to learn that Quebec was founded by drag queens.
I applaud the Quebecese for their tireless efforts to achieve independence from the oppression of English Canada. I also laugh at them for it at the same time. There is nothing I can think of that is quite as absurd as a proud and independent French Canadian nation. It's like putting a hat on a seal. Sure, he looks dignified and successful in that nice hat, but that's still a seal under there, buddy.
Nonetheless, I was surprised to learn that Quebec was founded by drag queens.
P
P is for Putt-Putt
Though I've never been one to refer to Mini Golf as "Putt-Putt," I would get two points for giving it as an answer in Scattergories. 'Nuff said.
But seriously, the only way to enjoy this game is by hitting the ball way too hard. Nobody enjoys games that reward gentleness and precision.
Though I've never been one to refer to Mini Golf as "Putt-Putt," I would get two points for giving it as an answer in Scattergories. 'Nuff said.
But seriously, the only way to enjoy this game is by hitting the ball way too hard. Nobody enjoys games that reward gentleness and precision.
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