"Are we prepared to promote conditions in which the living contact with God can be reestablished? For our lives today have become godless to the point of complete vacuity. God is no longer with us in the conscious sense of the word. He is denied, ignored, excluded from every claim to have a part in our daily life." - Alfred Delp, S.J.

Monday, July 21, 2008

3 Stooges - Disorder In The Court

ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111

Conclusions






I was just going through my old posts looking for something on small black capes...


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And I skimmed a couple of posts wherein I kind of ranted about other people. Mostly about how people act in church; such as talking in church, chapel veils, genuflecting or not, receiving communion standing or kneeling, in-the-hand or not, and so on and so forth.


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1st conclusion: How unbelievably petty and unimportant.


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2nd conclusion: What a meddling busy-body I am.


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3rd conclusion: The posts were extremely poorly written.


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4th conclusion: What a waste of time - to read or to write..


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And to think we are going to be judged on every word we utter.

My blogs.

This blog has degenerated into a bunch of videos of black girls singin' trash.
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I have a page on Facebook but I do not go there - I don't know what the big deal is about Facebook anyway - it's kinda high school if you ask me. I mean 3 blogs and then a Facebook site? That is obsessive. Although I was thinking of getting a web cam and doing interviews and self-help videos - with my assorted personalities of course. (Heavily disguised, and using all of my different voices - maybe some singing too.)
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Does anyone know I could do that? Do you just get a web cam, make a video and post it on Youtube? (I'll bet Little Freak knows all about it - he is so sick.)
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Now aside from this last-ditch, desperado career venture, I will try to post more thoughtful, insightful posts on this blog once again. (I pronounced 'again' like 'uh-gane' - classy huh?)
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Like this:
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Once upon a time I had an aunt Leona, who was married to my dad's brother Herman. She had a sort of a frog-in-her-throat voice, and in fact she kind of looked like a frog, only with cat-glasses. My mother couldn't stand her, so that is why the rest of us didn't like her either. Come to find out, after Leona died, she was actually very nice and a rather devout Catholic for awhile. My mother's attitude was toxic - she did not like many people. Anyway, after Leona died, uncle Herman married a friend of theirs just 2 or 3 months later. No one said anything - although my mother was overheard murmuring to herself at the wedding reception, "He probably didn't like Leona either."
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The End