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| While April was in San Antonio at the girls' retreat she picked up a life-size cardboard cut out of my main man, George W. Bush. Currently he is residing in the living room. Anyways, the strange thing about having a life-size cardboard cutout of anyone in your house is that when ever you cross a corner or get a quick glance, it looks like a real person. Of course this only happens for a split second, once rational thought comes back I do not really believe that George W. Bush is in my living room. But for that split second, it's terrifying. But the other night I was changing in my room with my door opened. (Everyone was asleep don't worry.) And from my room, I can clearly see the spot where I keep my Bush. And for a small moment in time, a very small moment mind you, I thought that someone was in my house watching me change. Look at that goofy smile on his face and tell me that wouldn't be frightening. Bush, you amuse me.
George W. Bush, Austin Powers, Beyonce.
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| I decided it was time to change my xanga's "look & feel." I drastically changed it. But it's not girl colors per se, no it's Easter colors. "Spring colors" for the politically correct among us. Well actually for everyone among us who believes in Spring.
I wish you, my friends, would start posting on your xangas again. I miss the days where I could find out what you were up to without having to actually talk to you. And with a lot of us going to college in a few months it would be nice to see what was going on with you, far away from me. So far away...
This has been a most fantastic spring break. I really enjoyed recording Warren's and Josh's songs at the church. I got to spend lots of time with my April Pie. We saw Reno 911 and loved it. I got to go to Mother's Eatery with some of my friends.
And best of all I joined this wonderful website. It's Club Penguin, baby. Laura has joined it and I hope Jonathan and Warren are not far behind. It's a social networking/games site for the younger crowd. Like ages 6-13. But don't let that fool you. It's better than stupid myspace. You should enter and become my friend. My name is Jest. If I like you a lot, I'll invite you to my igloo. | | |
| http://www.cnn.com/2006/US/11/27/peace.wreath.ap/index.html This is by far the most ridiculous display of human behavior I have seen in a while. I mean come on, Jesus Christ! Literally too. Let's talk about Christmas for a second. Let's assume, for fun, that most people celebrate Christmas as a day to celebrate the birth of the savior of the human race. And I'm being purely hypothetical here. As long as we're making assumptions, let's also assume that most Christians value peace. Not only because it's one of those common sense values, but it was also a central theme of Jesus's ministry. And for the purpose of this conversation let's assume that most Christians even care about the central themes of Jesus's ministries. You know, bogus concepts like brotherhood, love, and helping people. And I know, I know, those topics aren't nearly as important as abortion and whether or not fags can get married is Massachussetts, but like I said, we're being hypothetical. So what is the problem??? It's a symbol reflecting a concept that Jesus (the reason we celebrate Christmas) was pretty gung-ho about. I guess I just don't understand how anyone could get offended by the concept of peace. And among those offended, were the family members of those serving in Iraq. ????!!! What is the rationale there? "Oh my God how dare you! My brave son/daughter is over there protecting our country! How dare you wish for peace in a time like this!" ...It just baffles me. | | |
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