Electric Fences

I think Pastor Worley's idea would make a great movie, like a queer District 9.  The religious hypocrites would raid the lesbian compound for those threesomes they are so hot for.  The closet cases would sneak into the homosexual compound for some down low action.  And babies would keep happening anyway because Mother Nature finds a way.

And when Pastor Worley wants in on the money from this blockbuster hit, he'd get the explanation that there is an idea well and then he'd be released into the woods on my vast estate to be hunted for sport.

Cue the banjo music and roll the credits.

This movie is not yet rated.

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My God, is this real?

Whaddya want?

I am working on a new proximity crush (she called me "honey" and she has smiled at me) and I am again working on yet another life change ( mo' money, less back breaking) and I have gone off of DHEA after five weeks on it and having beer again after not drinking it for said about of time.  God, how I missed it.

I hoped the DHEA would help me recover from the more brutal days at work (it's like steroids, isn't it?) but I was so stiff and sore after the first day of work this week, all I wanted to do was sleep.  My week starts out hard and tapers off gradually.   When I go back from my "weekend", I'll go in for my "interview" and then things may change yet again.  I won't get to see my cute forklift driver anymore but I won't be so sore and tired.

When I do car karaoke on the way to or from work, I can hit all the low notes I couldn't before, so maybe the DHEA did that besides give me giant pores.

My supervisor complimented my boots and asked me what I was doing on my vacation and when I admitted it was car club related he said his significant other was into racing and wanted to come watch me.  So I have two or three brothers here and maybe a couple of sisters and life is freaking good.

Well, don't I feel stupid.

One should always carefully study dimly remembered Bible texts before ranting about them.

I got my copy of The Book of Genesis, Illustrated by Robert Crumb today.

Abram became Abraham after Ishmael was born and before Isaac was born.  I suppose I could have edited my post and redacted the error, assuming anyone had even seen it.

I also got my copy of Are You My Mother by Alison Bechdel.  Whenever I order something from Amazon, I try to get it to the level where I get free shipping.  Because I am cheap.  I had saved the Genesis book for a very long time in my wish list, which anyone can see.  If there's something salacious I want, like an S&M book or movie or spanking novels, I don't put them in my wish list.  I can put them in my cart and then "save them to buy later" which is kind of a list of things I plan to get but just not right now.

I got a Kindle for reading at work at lunchtime.  Right now I'm reading the first book of the Marketplace series.  The nice thing about the Kindle is you can carry quite a library with you.  There's a lot of stuff you can get for free, like the Bible, poetry and classic literature.  But for graphic novels, like from Bechdel or Crumb, I think hardcovers are still the way to go.

Breastfeeding

I grew up on a farm and we had lots of cats.  They were good cats, that mostly fed themselves with hunting, not useless porch cats that get underfoot expecting you to feed them.  One day, a scrawny tomcat returned home, looking like he'd lost a fight.  I witnessed his mother greeting him on his return and she seemed happy to see him.

And over the next few days, she let him nurse her.

I was so impressed that his mother loved him that much.

I was kind of scared that my parents would kill me.  One of my earliest memories of Sunday school, in maybe first or second grade, was them telling us about Abraham and Isaac.  He was called Abram then and God told him to sacrifice Isaac to him.  So he gathers up Isaac and his sacrificing tools and goes off to do it.  His wife says "Where are you going with Isaac and those knives?"

"Oh, just for a walk."  He lied to his wife, because if he had told the truth, you can bet she'd have put a stop to it.

I remember we were told that Abraham loved God and this proved how much he loved Him.  I remember wondering "But what about loving your kids?"  I knew better that to speak up, because I was old enough to know what could get you slapped upside the head.

God didn't make Abram go through with it, provided a ram for the actual act and changed Abram's name to Abraham.  But Isaac got to live through being tied up and threatened with death.  A great religion was born.

I was not breastfed.  I guess it wasn't done in the 50's.

RIP Carroll Shelby

Carroll Shelby is dead.  I used to look at Shelby GT500's and at all the money I had and think "It's only money" but I never pulled the trigger.  And now, should I win the lottery and get one, I won't get his signature on the dash, like so many of my friends with those cars have.

That's what went through my mind when I heard he'd died.  I'll never get his autograph on one of his cars.

But if I win the lottery, the 2013 GT500 is still on the top of the list of cars I will get.