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April 23, 2008 · 8 Comments

Sis has urged me to blog about the ridiculousness of people using ther cell phones in public restrooms.  Gross!   What goes through the mind of the person on the other end of the phone when they hear a big loud flush?  I did not write about it, because I think a lot of other people already have, including this guy:  Sis, this one’s for you.

I was gonna celebrate Earth Day 2008 by washing my hair only once yesterday.  But then my employer gave everyone in the company a Compact Flourescent Lightbulb to take home and use.  I am stoked about this product because it saves me money while saving the earth.   Sort of like my awesome new front-loading washing machine

My mom taught me to never buy a gift for someone that you wouldn’t like to receive yourself.  So for Mothers Day I ordered her a gift that I soooo would like to receive for myself, that I think I just might go order one more for me.  (Mom, don’t click on the link, lest you spoil your surprise.)

Did I tell y’all that MF and I are going on vacay next month?  We’re booked to go to Sanibel FL for 5 days.  We will do nothing but swim, sunbathe, eat, drink, sleep, read, nap and moon over one another the entire time.  We will not see a single attraction except the sunset and it is going to be wonderful.

I Netflix’d Jesus Camp after I heard Elliot interview one of the filmmakers on DC101.  I had not prevously been interested simply due to the title - I didn’t want to see a “religious” flick.  Well, it’s not exactly what I thought it was.  I did learn so much more about Evangelical Christans from this fascinating movie.  Ya know, I watched this and was endeared to some of the characters simply because they’re sweet kids: Tory, the girl who break dances to Christian Speed Metal, the odd little Rachael who approaches strangers to talk about being saved, and Levi, a youth preacher articulate and confident beyond his age.  I can look beyond the brainwashing and see them for the adorable kids they are - too bad their parents and preachers have taken away their carefree youth.  It’s sad and a ‘lil bit scary that a whole population of children is being exploited to carry political messages that they can’t possibly truly understand.  What does a 10 year old kid know about abrtion enough to go protest it in Washington DC?  What does a child that age know enough to state that President Dubya and Justice Alito are good for America?  What “sins” has a child even younger possibly ever committed bad enough to be told they are “dirty?”  Seriously, look beyond the film’s title and watch this movie.

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8 responses so far ↓

  • geekhiker // April 23, 2008 at 2:13 pm

    “Jesus Camp” was pretty fascinating… and just a wee bit scary.

    I’m only a little jealous of your romantic vacation for two… no, really…

  • Paul // April 23, 2008 at 4:19 pm

    yeah.. Levi… just had an amazing way to speak. Wish his brain was filled with useful real knowledge - he would be a great public speaker. Great movie.. sad but facinating.

  • Trish Ryan // April 24, 2008 at 10:22 am

    Love Sanibel…the most relaxing place in the US I’ve seen so far.

    Ah, Jesus Camp. It fascinated/frightened me.

  • JT // April 24, 2008 at 1:00 pm

    Ahhhhh….. Sanibel, I can almost feel the relaxation, stick your toes in the sand for me and a kiss at sunset!

  • yer cuz - pheebs // April 24, 2008 at 2:53 pm

    oh cuz… sanibel! lucky! Maybe you’ll get to see some turtles! have a grand time!

  • Melinda // April 27, 2008 at 7:13 pm

    So lucky Sanibel is AMAZING! Turtles, manatees, the kayaking is awesome! Eliot…hehe, I listen to him EVERY morning.

  • freewheel // April 30, 2008 at 9:55 am

    I agree w/ Melinda - Sanibel is a lot of fun.

    I found Jesus Camp disturbing because of the constant manipulation of such young, trusting minds.

  • patrick // May 8, 2008 at 1:02 pm

    just saw Jesus Camp, i appreciate that the movie’s makers let the people interviewed do all the talking; over all, there is some truth in this flick as long as it’s taken with a grain (or maybe a bucket) of salt

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