
Some kids are scared of the jolly old man. If you think this is Parke and Ben, you had better look again.
This blog will be a place for family and friends to come for news and photos. It will be a place we can muse about the important things in life like the Cardinals, religion, and politics.
I used to sleep at the foot of Old Glory
And awake in the dawn's early light
But much to my surprise
When I opened my eyes
I was a victim of the great compromise
So away with the idea that worship is meant to be produced by experts and performed by professionals. Away with the idea that worship takes place up on a stage where it can be carefully orchestrated, controlled, and reproduced week in and week out, like some sort of TV show. I don’t want order in church; I want dignity. And dignity comes not from control, but from understanding who you are and taking your rightful place in the world.
Living Will
I, _________________________ (fill in the blank), being of
sound mind and body, do not wish to be kept alive
indefinitely by artificial means.
Under no circumstances should my fate be put in the hands of
peckerwood ethically challenged politicians who couldn't pass
ninth-grade biology if their lives depended on it.
If a reasonable amount of time passes and I fail to sit up
and ask for a cold beer, it should be presumed that I won't
ever get better. When such a determination is reached, I
hereby instruct my spouse, children and attending physicians
to pull the plug, reel in the tubes and call it a day.
Under no circumstances shall the hypocritical members of the
Legislature (State or Federal) enact a special law to keep
me on life-support machinery. It is my wish that these
boneheads mind their own damn business, and pay attention
instead to the health, education and future of the millions
of Americans who aren't in a permanent coma.
Under no circumstances shall any politicians butt into this
case. I don't care how many fundamentalist votes they're
trying to scrounge for their run for the presidency, it is
my wish that they play politics with someone else's life
and leave me alone to die in peace.
I couldn't care less if a hundred religious zealots send
e-mails to legislators in which they pretend to care about
me. I don't know these people, and I certainly haven't
authorized them to preach and crusade on my behalf. They
should mind their own business, too.
If any of my family goes against my wishes and turns my
case into a political cause, I hereby promise to come back
from the grave and make his or her existence a living hell.
Signature _____________________ DATE__________
Witness _____________________ DATE__________
I know I was an accident/ I was a bastard child
Daddy left before I was born/ Before the child support was filled
Mom you always kept me in good supply of daddies along the way
I'm even counting that guy you made me call Uncle Bob/ Although I'm pretty sure he was gay
To make me fill good you always lied and told me dad got killed by a pack of goats
I don't know about that but there is one thing that I'd like to know
Did daddy have a big ass head?
Because mines as big as the moon
Did daddy have a big ass head?
Because mines all blown up like a balloon
Was he Charlie Brown or a Water Buffalo
the Elephant Man I'd like to know
Did daddy have a big ass head?
Did he use his head to flag in ships?