Only human

I am only human.

I wonder how the world would change if we only expected ourselves to be human. 

If I expect myself to be human, then I wouldn’t expect myself to be able to give to all the things I want to give to.

If I expect myself to be human, then I wouldn’t kick myself when I don’t make dinner for Carol and myself because I’m too tired.

If I expect myself to be human, I wouldn't get mad at myself for letting other peoples actions make me angry

On the other hand, What if we let the people around us be human?

What if we could really let it go when people let us down?  Or do something we don't agree with?

What if we bless those who persecute us? Rejoice with those are rejoicing? Mourn with the mourners?

What if we would forgive our neighbors and love our enemies?

Wouldn't that make for a better world?

Smooth Like Butter

Carol and I get to work early, it just kinda naturally happens. Today we arrived about 7:10, and saw a strange sight on the edge of the parking lot: A 3-foot tall, purple cup.

We had no idea what it was, and there were two rabbits looking at it with the same puzzled expression we had. So of course, we had to go check it out.

Turns out, the cup was part of a promotion McDonald's is running. They scattered these cups around in various spots, and whoever found one and brought it to the nearest McDonald's would win free McCafe smoothies for a year!

Seriously!  As the cup says.

There was a packet with the cup containing a t-shirt and instructions for the manager at McDonald's.  We tossed the cup into the backseat of Carol's car and boogied on down to the Hebron McDonald's.  We were getting some strange looks from the people in the McD's lot as we were walking in with it, but the workers all knew what was up and congratulated us on the win. 

They took a picture of us with the cup, and had us fill out some paperwork, and said we would be receiving cards in the mail for one free smoothie a week for the next 52 weeks!  Awesome!

So the next time you see a giant purple cup in a parking lot, go pick it up, you never know what it will be.

Become A Bone Marrow Donor

Crossposted from my friend Elaine's blog:

Josh is a friend of a friend. You can read his story here.

Please consider becoming a bone marrow donor. You can register online here. They'll send you a kit, you swab your cheek and send it back. You could save a life.

Cats vs. Dogs

Via: Online Schools

Memorial Day

“Let no neglect, no ravages of time, testify to the present or to the coming generations that we have forgotten as a people the cost of a free and undivided republic.” - General Orders No.11, Grand Army of the Republic Headquarters, May 5, 1868

"Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends." John 15:13

While we are enjoying a day off, grilling out, and a cold beer, let us all take a moment to remember those who sacrificed so that we can enjoy this day in peace.

“Louisiana isn’t the only place that has shrimp.”

Unbelievable.

BP so far has shown a great reluctance to accept any blame for the Deepwater Horizon disaster, now BP rep Randy Prescott is quoted as saying “Louisiana isn’t the only place that has shrimp.”

Wow, BP. Nice. After such smooth moves as detaining the oil rig workers until they signed waivers, and trying to prevent the press from covering the spill, you'd think they'd be bending over backwards and kissing some booty.

But no...  they continue to shrug their shoulders and say "Sorry" like they mean it. 

Here's your legacy, BP, here's the reason why I will never spend another dime on anything BP related: Amoco, ARCO, and BP gasolines, as well as am/pm retail outlets and Castrol motor oil.

A young heron sits dying amidst oil splattering underneath mangrove on an island impacted by oil from the Deepwater Horizon oil spill in Barataria Bay, along the the coast of Louisiana on Sunday, May 23, 2010.(AP Photo/Gerald Herbert)

So BP.... kiss my butt.

My Chains Are Gone

I got my second tattoo yesterday from Kevin Combs at Old Street Tattoo

Rusty chains - chains that kept me prisoned

But my chains are now broken.

I have been set free

Until Lambs Become Lions

Nick, Kelly, and I went and saw Robin Hood Sunday. Good flick, it's basically telling the story of how Robin Longstride became Robin Hood.

When Robin is returning Robert Loxley's sword home to Loxley's father, he sees the phrase "Rise and rise again until lambs become lions." on the hilt of the sword. That phrase led to Robin taking up his father’s cause for justice and freedom. A rallying cry for a mission - to never give up no matter how many tries it takes.

Never give up. Keep fighting. Rise up, mighty warriors.

What are you fighting for?

Ways To Annoy People...

Adjust the tint on your TV so that all the people are green, and insist you "like it that way."
As much as possible, skip rather than walk.
Ask people what gender they are.
Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and just eat the complimentary mints at the cash register.
Disassemble your pen and "accidentally" flip the cartridge across the room..
Dont use any punctuation
Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with prophesy."
Get a large amount of traffic cones and reroute whole streets.
Highlight irrelevant information in scientific papers and email them to random people.
Honk and wave to strangers.
Practice making fax and modem noises.
Publicly investigate just how loudly and slowly you can belch.
Repeat the following conversation a dozen times:

• "Listen!  Do you smell that?  Never mind, it's gone."

Reply to everything someone says with "that's what she said." <-- My personal fave :)
Shout random numbers while someone is counting.
Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears and grimacing.
Sing anywhere anytime.
Staple pages in the middle of the page.
Stomp on little plastic ketchup packets.
TYPE IN UPPERCASE
type only in lowercase.
TyPe WiTh AlTeRnAtInG CaSe.

Add some of your faves...

Penguins

From my dad...

Did you ever wonder why there are no dead penguins on the ice in Antarctica - where do they go?

Wonder no more!

It is a known fact that the penguin is a very ritualistic bird which lives an extremely ordered and complex life.  The penguin is very committed to its family and will mate for life, as well as maintaining a form of compassionate contact with its offspring throughout its life.

If a penguin is found dead on the ice surface, other members of the family and social circle have been known to dig holes in the ice, using their vestigial wings and beaks, until the hole is deep enough for the dead bird to be rolled into and buried.

The male penguins then gather in a circle around the fresh grave and sing:

"Freeze a jolly good fellow"

"Freeze a jolly good fellow."

Then they kick him in the ice hole.

(Blame my dad, not me!)