This commercial always cracked me up

I guess that I am easy to amuse. I don’t apologize for it.

 How cool would it be to have a celebrity pop up with cool music encouraging good habits whenever you needed it?

 

The second stupidest thing I have heard this week

This pearl of wisdom comes from a client who was arrested then bailed out by her mother:

“My mom was totally pissed about having to come and bail me out. But jail, like, really sucked. I didn’t like it man; not one bit.”

The stupidest thing I have heard this week

“Free pizza and dilly bars? [The Apostle] Paul spoke of this in weeping. This is certianly not following his example!”

If you want to know where this little gem came from, click here.

And I am offering a no-prize to whoever can find Paul’s condemnation of pizza and dilly bars in the New Testament.

A question for other Christians

When your congregation sings “Heart of Worship” do you get the urge to hold up a lighter and sway back and forth, or is it just me?

Things that make me want to not have children

When I first left church youth ministry I took a job as a residential counselor (read: houseparent) at a church-affiliated home for “at-risk” youth. I will spare readers the gory details of this job, but suffice to say that it was a nightmare. Insufficient fiscal support, spotty relations with local churches, and inconsistent approaches to managing and disciplining the children in our care were among the many problems we faced.

Taking responsibility for a child who has experienced wide varieties of abuse and very little in the way of corrective discipline is always a massive undertaking. We had one twelve year old boy who I am convinced had either oppositional defiant disorder or conduct disorder. Once, when I used minimal physical intervention to prevent him from assaulting another resident (which was perfectly legal for me to do, by the way) he looked at me shouted “You can’t touch me!”

Several experiences like this, along with my general pessimism, caused me to conclude that I needed to save up and get a vasectomy. As the years passed (and after I had left the children’s home) and my mental health, general attitude, and life circumstances improved, I gradually backed off from the position of never wanting kids. Christine and I look forward to having some in the future. However, every so often I relapse. Such as when I read the story below:

Stop it. Please.

Memo

From: Odgie

To: My Facebook friends

Subject: Applications, Games, etc.

Please stop “inviting” me to add more crap to my Facebook page/profile. I have no interest whatsoever in joining the Abused Pirates club, playing “Guess the Celebrity Thong” or adding the “Interesting Things I Found in the Kleenex After Blowing My Nose*” application. Nor do I wish to annoy the rest of my friends by being forced to invite them to add more useless junk.

I only joined Facebook for the easy networking so that I could keep up with my friends. That’s all I want. Really. I am glad to hear how you are doing, but that is all I need. Please.

Regards,

Odgie

*C’mon, you know that you check it too.

 

Sometimes, I wish that I was a reporter…

…so that I would get to write stuff like this:

It Doesn’t Get Any Worse Than This

Those familiar with the blogosphere in churches of Christ are probably aware of the untimely death on Wednesday of John Robert Dobbs, the only son of John and Maggie Dobbs. For those who are just now finding out, please lift the Dobbs family in prayer. John Robert’s memorial was on Friday in Pascagoula, MS, and he was laid to rest on Saturday in Ruleville, MS.

Joke of the Day

How many performance artists does it take to screw in a light bulb?

A year gone before I knew it

It is hard to believe that Christine and I were married a year ago today.  Truth be told, I still can’t believe that she said “yes” when I proposed and that she showed up at the altar without being dragged.

Chris often says that she is looking forward to celebrating our 50th anniversary. I hope that she brings the kids; they can help her dig me up.  I don’t know how much time we are going to have together, but I am looking forward to all of it.  Marrying her was the smartest thing I have ever done.  Happy anniversary, sweetheart.