A Post About Nothing
After being asked this weekend by several people who read my blog if I've updated recently, I decided I should. Several ideas for a post have floated through my head at various times this weekend. None really struck me. But since I've come up with nothing better . . . .
Chickens. They're definitely my favorite animals. They find their own food (at least if they're outside), they run around and are cute, provide food in the form of eggs and meat, eat things like potato skins, vegetable scraps, and eggshells, and put themselves away at night (they have a roosting instinct and will go into a coop or up a tree automatically to roost). What better pet could you have? I don't think they provide much in the way of love or affection, but hey, they sure don't demand much, either.
Serenading. Back in the day, certain single young men of my dad's generation took great pleasure in "serenading" newly married couples upon their return from their honeymoon or on their wedding night. This involved shooting off double-barreled shotguns, running chainsaws, revving motorcycle engines, and just being as generally annoying and loud as possible. No one does this anymore; everyone I know thinks its immature and stupid, and I agree. However, I kind of like the idea of a bunch of young people getting together to actually plan some shenanigans. Some of these events took some coordination. Now, I think the idea could come up, but everybody would just sigh and call it too much work. Let's just stay home and play video games.
Fruity drinks. Why can't straight men drink fruity drinks without feeling gay? Who decided that a drink is somehow definitive of one's masculinity or sexuality? Drink fruity drinks, hetero men! If it feels good, do it! Whatever works for you! I'm not a hater!
And, a serious question that I've asked a couple of times today: is it possible for a church/denomination to be involved in politics without the church being corrupted? I'd like to think that the church could change the system, but somehow I think that it would just get sucked in.
Chickens. They're definitely my favorite animals. They find their own food (at least if they're outside), they run around and are cute, provide food in the form of eggs and meat, eat things like potato skins, vegetable scraps, and eggshells, and put themselves away at night (they have a roosting instinct and will go into a coop or up a tree automatically to roost). What better pet could you have? I don't think they provide much in the way of love or affection, but hey, they sure don't demand much, either.
Serenading. Back in the day, certain single young men of my dad's generation took great pleasure in "serenading" newly married couples upon their return from their honeymoon or on their wedding night. This involved shooting off double-barreled shotguns, running chainsaws, revving motorcycle engines, and just being as generally annoying and loud as possible. No one does this anymore; everyone I know thinks its immature and stupid, and I agree. However, I kind of like the idea of a bunch of young people getting together to actually plan some shenanigans. Some of these events took some coordination. Now, I think the idea could come up, but everybody would just sigh and call it too much work. Let's just stay home and play video games.
Fruity drinks. Why can't straight men drink fruity drinks without feeling gay? Who decided that a drink is somehow definitive of one's masculinity or sexuality? Drink fruity drinks, hetero men! If it feels good, do it! Whatever works for you! I'm not a hater!
And, a serious question that I've asked a couple of times today: is it possible for a church/denomination to be involved in politics without the church being corrupted? I'd like to think that the church could change the system, but somehow I think that it would just get sucked in.
posted by Melanie at 11:08 PM
