Monday, July 30, 2012

A Hoosier Moment

While driving in Kokomo today I arrived at a 4-Way Stop at the same moment two gentlemen in a rust-laden pickup stopped there.  Actually the driver of the truck arrived a split second before I did, but he seemed so deeply engrossed in conversation with his fellow traveler, I continued into the intersection... just as he too decided to cross.  He slammed on his brakes, as would have I, had I not felt committed to my venture.  But I'm sure he understood because he attempted to flash me the peace sign, though in the confusion of the moment he managed only to raise his middle finger. 

But the misunderstanding did not detract from this warm exchange of rural brotherhood.

In his friendly enthusiasm, he followed me for a couple blocks abiding very close to my rear bumper, and in the my rear-view mirror I noticed that he seemed to be shouting... no doubt a polite cordiality of some kind.  And I would have stopped, but time was short... and my schedule denied me of what promised to be a delightful encounter.


Sunday, July 29, 2012


Is there anything more excruciating than the Olympics?   From the endless, tedious  soccer games to the subjective judging in female gymnastics ( A recently deceased sister is worth at least a bronze medal ), the Olympics are the greatest entertainment in the world if you really, really have nothing else to do.

Olympic organisers scrambled to halt a public backlash over the sight of empty seats at competition venues, recruiting an army of soldiers and students to fill the voids and upgrading spectators with cheaper tickets.

(I think the soldier in the middle found something more interesting to watch than the Games.  Perhaps a pigeon.)

And the opening ceremony... What an embarrassment for Great Britain.  Oh sure, Paul McCartney still has an amazing voice for a corpse, but whoever thought up the Red-Eyed-Bug-Bikes had to be on drugs.  I myself had to look away.  The Queen was surely soiling herself in the Royal Box as she suffered through... ... Whatever that was supposed to be.

But I have a good book to read, and there is always programming to watch that I find more exciting than the Olympics, like reruns of The Golden Girls... in Spanish.

So let the Games drag on... And on... And on...


Monday, July 23, 2012

Let's All Eat at Chick-fil-A

Michelle Malkin-National Review:
Chick-fil-A is an American success story. Founded by Georgian entrepreneur Truett Cathy in 1946, the family-owned chicken-sandwich chain is one of the country’s largest fast-food businesses. It employs some 50,000 workers across the country at 1,500 outlets in nearly 40 states and the District of Columbia. The company generates more than $2 billion in revenue and serves millions of happy customers with trademark Southern hospitality.

So, what’s the problem? Well, Chick-fil-A is run by devout Christians who believe in strong marriages, devoted families, and the highest standards of character for their workers. The restaurant chain’s official corporate mission is to “glorify God” and “enrich the lives of everyone we touch.” The company’s community-service initiatives, funded through its WinShape Foundation, support foster-care, scholarship, summer-camp, and marriage-enrichment programs. On Sunday, all Chick-fil-A stores close so workers can spend the day at worship and rest.

Over the past month, several progressive-activist blogs have waged an ugly war against Chick-fil-A. The company’s alleged atrocity: One of its independent outlets in Pennsylvania donated some sandwiches and brownies to a marriage seminar run by the Pennsylvania Family Institute, which happens to oppose same-sex marriage.

Over the weekend, New York Times reporter Kim Severson gave the Chick-fil-A bashers a coveted Sunday A-section megaphone...

I've only had their chicken sandwich once (I loved it) because there are no franchises in this area.  But I hope Christians everywhere will step up to the plate and support these people.  The persecution of Christians is just beginning...


Sunday, July 22, 2012

Rabid Fun Facts for 2012

As you you know, August 1st signals the beginning of rabies season in rural America, and Malott's Blog has rounded up some facts to amaze and entertain at the many local Rabies Festivals and Fairs.

The chart below lists (as of December 2011) the number of each species found rabid in Indiana since 1962 and the last year in which a rabies case in that species occurred.

SINCE 1962

I love lists.  This information was acquired from the Indiana State Board of Health.

Star Parker Explains Welfare



Saturday, July 21, 2012

All the Church is a Stage

I'm developing a new theory about organized religion in America.  I define organized religion as what takes place in those buildings that the Bride of Christ and other believers visit on Sunday mornings.

Maybe it's because we grew up watching television, (which is sitting on your butt and inviting strangers into your home to entertain you - a phenomenon peculiar to the last 60 years)... but in our generation organized religion has come to be all about entertainment and performers.  If the entertainment is good, the numbers increase.  If the entertainment is bad...

My theory is that there are many frustrated orators, frustrated comedians, frustrated rock stars, frustrated musicians... and yes, even frustrated dancers and actors who have found the attention they crave... an audience... a stage... right up there next to the pulpit.  The bad ones play to small audiences, and the good ones play to large audiences. 

I assume that on stage, the Bride is in the minority, just as she is in the audience.  You'd really have to spend Monday through Saturday with these people to find out.

This year I want my life to be more about the Bridegroom and less about this world.  I want to turn off my TV, come out from this ugly culture, and be separate.  I want to pray more, and do a better job of honoring God with my life.  And on Sunday morning, I want to find the best darn show in town.


Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Bury Lenin?

I read on Drudge that the Russians are considering burying the embalmed body of Vladimir Lenin that has been on display in a glass coffin since his death in 1924.  

I hate the idea.  Vlad, the greatest Russian socialist,  is still a terrific tourist attraction.

In fact, I think America's greatest socialist, Barrack Obama, should be embalmed and put under glass on display.  This week is good for me.

Blacks Boo Romney

Mitt Romney was booed when he spoke to the NAACP, an organization that claims to look out for the concerns of African Americans.

No big deal.  If  Obama spoke to the Ku Klux Klan, an organization that claims to look out for the concerns of white people, he'd probably get booed, too.

Does "Blacks Boo Romney" sound like a great name for a Blues artist?"

Anyway, I guess there was also some polite applause when Romney spoke.  That's nice.


Friday, July 06, 2012

President Obama Makes New Friends

The campaign trail is a lonely place, and who can blame our young president for hitting on a couple women who had been drinking.... The blond shown here expressing her dominance by grabbing the president's pants by the fly.

The entire staff at Malott's Blog wishes the president good hunting!


Wednesday, July 04, 2012

Tuesday's Question Update:

After Googling, I am reasonably confident that nowhere in America will you find a Payne Memorial Hospital...

"More and more families choose Payne for their loved ones."


Tuesday, July 03, 2012

Putting Up the Flag

Saw this over at Tsofah on Watch.... I like it!

Tuesday's Question

Can you be accepted into a school of dentistry if your last name is Payne?