Hippo stands for Hypocrite

I have master all 27 languages of Christianees.

I am a hypocrite. Probably for multiple things. But in relation to this post, I am a hypocrite because i work at a church.

When it comes to attending a church, it has been a bumpy road. If the church was a buffet and I, an eager child at a baptist potluck....I chose all the things that gave me food poisoning. All of them. Even the diarrhea kind of food poisoning. Where were my parents you ask? To busy taking to the jones family about their son would court my sister that's where. Ah love. So cute. Anyway.

I bring this up as more of a warning, mainly because I will probably talk about this a lot. Why? Cause I'm a cynic, where else can I talk about this stuff? Really though, what bugs me is the fact that Jesus is fascinating. I really like reading about Who this guy was. What he did. How he interacted with people. How he told people how to live. What he promises. I dig it. but... 

Christians are annoying. But I am choosing to be one....so ya....Hypocrite.

DE-FENCE

(Think condescending tone here)

Normally..when people invite us over

we ask them what their schedule is so...

                                                                                          - A comment I made to my wife

            

What is wrong with me? I know the above comment isn't "that bad" but honestly it really bugs me. Not just the comment, but really the tone of it. There are lots of things one could use a time machine for.... unfortunately I wouldn't be able to use it for any of those things. I would be to busy going back in time and slapping my smug face after every incident like this...and this happened a lot now that I think about it. It is kind of something I do. I think is something we all do. Let me make up a scenario where this happens.

I look at my friend and say "Did you know that 90's nickelodeon television was better than any other decade of t.v. ever? (We all know this statement is true). My friend responds with "No it wasn't and here are all the reasons I disagree with you". With a look of unwavering victory I say "well I hope you get hot lava poured into your eye sockets in a freezer so it instantly cools forming two clumps of rock in your skull before you trip into the ocean. Cause you can't see, cause you have 20/20 Graphsite. so.....

I wish it wasn't in my nature to be an ass. But it is and I really don't like it. I wish I was wired to be quick to say I was wrong or just SORRY, my mistake. Defensive people are annoying. You can't talk to them without wanting a popsicle stick shoved down your throat. 

A good defense makes a pooy husband.

Unless its spelled de-fence and your wife really hates fences. 

I hit the time lottery.

Time is money.

Money is good to have.

I have lots of time.

I have lots of good to have.

                                                                 - A poem by Brady

Well, what can I say. What better way to spend my recently inherited gobs of time then by sharing my thoughts on stuff... here... by myself...not really... with the little chance of you reading this. I enjoy this kind of thing, writing that is, but was never any good at keeping up with it, as many talented people are with what ever it is they are talented with.

Here is the thing, I live in a world that is hard to communicate. Your passion is another man's protest rally. Authenticity/transparency is more of a hobby not really a lifestyle. So, here I am. I have failed many a time at starting a crappy blog. Mainly because I thought I knew stuff. I would then portray said stuff on said crappy blog and *PRESTO* I'm an idiot. This blog is for you ( I'm talking to myself here so you should feel weird.)

No agenda. Yes Random. I was always good at random.