I received this message through my facebook account this morning:
It's that atheist you were bugging a while back. My friends and I got a real laugh from your messages. Still gay for Jesus, or have you discovered science and reason? I highly recommend you read "God is Not Great" by Christopher Hitchens.
Seriously, life is a lot better when you don't believe in a magic man in the sky controlling everything. Frees the mind. Later sheep.
Sweet. And just yesterday I was praying for opportunities to share my faith with people. He'd probably lose it if he knew that. I've never met this guy, but he went to my high school and he's probably 3 years older than me. I messaged this guy when I was a freshman in college - that was three years ago - and we've left each other alone until now. What possessed him to call me out after all this time? Is he really that angry? Pray for him. His name is Dan.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
A Chilly Winter Burn
Dang. It's been a long cold lonely winter...ok...just long and cold, but I feel like I need to make a return to my blog. A return with some authority. Here are some of my (not so serious) thoughts while I've been gone:
The other day while I was walking to class I saw a dude up ahead of me. I wanted to punch him.
His attire: shaved head, a sweater where the collar zips up (i think he had a shirt on underneath), tight slim cut jeans, and flip flops. No lie...it was under 20 degrees outside. While everyone else was layered with winter coats, hats and gloves, this guy was visibly fighting off shivers. No sympathy here, bro. That cup of Starbucks coffee isn't going to get it done. SoCal called, and they want their idiot back.
Still pondering that dude's poor life decision (PLD), I stumbled into another semi-entertaining situation on my way back from class. I saw some guys (they were probably roommates) making a snowman. Snowmen are awesome. If there was enough snow and I had enough time, I'd put snowmen at every bus stop and public bench in the borough of State College. I'd probably give them signs to hold as well. It would be fantastic. But these guys obviously had not been taught the art of snowman building because they had stacked four giant snowballs on top of each other. It looked pretty silly if you ask me. The next morning on my way to class I walked by the snowman to see it toppled over. This is why you don't make snowmen with four snowballs: it doesn't work. It looks like a huge albino turd frozen into the ground. Now I get to stare at it every day until the middle of March.
Along my walk to school it started to snow, but this was different. It was sunny outside. Now State College's weather can be pretty schizophrenic, but I don't think it's ever snowed here while the sun was shining. Raining while sunny...that happens all the time...but never snow. I love it when it's sunny and rainy here. Last spring I saw a rainbow almost every week. It was beautiful! I don't think I liked a sunny snow all that much. It was too bright for my sensitive eyes, but it lead me to think an interesting thought: when it rains and the sun comes out it makes a rainbow...when it snows and the sun comes out it makes a...what? A snowbow? Something tells me that the chemical properties of frozen flakes of water do not allow that to happen, but it was still something to ponder.
I think this cold weather drives people crazy. People don't think straight. Flip flop boy was obviously not all with it that day. It makes other people do crazy things too...
A couple days ago I made a quick stop in the bathroom to witness an interesting sight. This bro rolls in with his music blazing in his ears for everyone to hear; he washes his hands, pees, and walks out.
Did I miss something? Is it now appropriate to wipe before you poop too? I don't understand people sometimes. My story doesn't stop there...
After class, I stop in another bathroom before my next class starts. I don't have to go, but my hands are cold and I like to thaw them out by running my hands under some warm water. I open the door, take one step, and see this chick drying off her hands. We make eye contact, I stop, check the sign on the door (it was definitely a dude symbol) and walk in and wash my hands. I wanted so badly to start talking to her but I don't think her feet touched the ground as she exited the restroom.
Cold weather makes people do wierd things I guess. I don't mind it. Sledding is a blast! And everyone needs a good snowball fight. Then again, I could always go for sunny and a high of 75...
The other day while I was walking to class I saw a dude up ahead of me. I wanted to punch him.
His attire: shaved head, a sweater where the collar zips up (i think he had a shirt on underneath), tight slim cut jeans, and flip flops. No lie...it was under 20 degrees outside. While everyone else was layered with winter coats, hats and gloves, this guy was visibly fighting off shivers. No sympathy here, bro. That cup of Starbucks coffee isn't going to get it done. SoCal called, and they want their idiot back.
Still pondering that dude's poor life decision (PLD), I stumbled into another semi-entertaining situation on my way back from class. I saw some guys (they were probably roommates) making a snowman. Snowmen are awesome. If there was enough snow and I had enough time, I'd put snowmen at every bus stop and public bench in the borough of State College. I'd probably give them signs to hold as well. It would be fantastic. But these guys obviously had not been taught the art of snowman building because they had stacked four giant snowballs on top of each other. It looked pretty silly if you ask me. The next morning on my way to class I walked by the snowman to see it toppled over. This is why you don't make snowmen with four snowballs: it doesn't work. It looks like a huge albino turd frozen into the ground. Now I get to stare at it every day until the middle of March.
Along my walk to school it started to snow, but this was different. It was sunny outside. Now State College's weather can be pretty schizophrenic, but I don't think it's ever snowed here while the sun was shining. Raining while sunny...that happens all the time...but never snow. I love it when it's sunny and rainy here. Last spring I saw a rainbow almost every week. It was beautiful! I don't think I liked a sunny snow all that much. It was too bright for my sensitive eyes, but it lead me to think an interesting thought: when it rains and the sun comes out it makes a rainbow...when it snows and the sun comes out it makes a...what? A snowbow? Something tells me that the chemical properties of frozen flakes of water do not allow that to happen, but it was still something to ponder.
I think this cold weather drives people crazy. People don't think straight. Flip flop boy was obviously not all with it that day. It makes other people do crazy things too...
A couple days ago I made a quick stop in the bathroom to witness an interesting sight. This bro rolls in with his music blazing in his ears for everyone to hear; he washes his hands, pees, and walks out.
Did I miss something? Is it now appropriate to wipe before you poop too? I don't understand people sometimes. My story doesn't stop there...
After class, I stop in another bathroom before my next class starts. I don't have to go, but my hands are cold and I like to thaw them out by running my hands under some warm water. I open the door, take one step, and see this chick drying off her hands. We make eye contact, I stop, check the sign on the door (it was definitely a dude symbol) and walk in and wash my hands. I wanted so badly to start talking to her but I don't think her feet touched the ground as she exited the restroom.
Cold weather makes people do wierd things I guess. I don't mind it. Sledding is a blast! And everyone needs a good snowball fight. Then again, I could always go for sunny and a high of 75...
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