You Enjoy Myself

You may have noticed the recent addition to the left column, appropriately titled Random Rice. This week, I will be creating some rather cool (read: vain) photo slideshows. The innocent looking add on has something about it which isn’t innocent at all: narcissism. Of course I feel that we are all vain and naturally we quibble over to what extent. Blame it on the culture; blame it on the media…. Who cares really? But I have one particular friend who looooooves to criticize my vainglorious tendencies. (Although sometimes I ask for it… today in class I told her that wearing a mouth guard at night to protect your teeth from excessive grinding in “generally unromantic” and that you should “always be romancing yourself to some extent”)

But here’s the thing with the blog. Everyone, and that’s Everyone with a capitol E, has an opinion/suggestion/criticism for my little blog here. And of course most of the suggestions come from those who don’t blog. Here’s a small random sampling of the advice I get on a daily basis, in no particular order….

TOP 10 PIECES OF ADVICE TO MAKE THE DAILYRICE BETTER:
1) Don’t use big words
2) Use bad words
3) Less pictures
4) More theological posts
5) Use big words
6) More pictures
7) Less theological posts
8) Be more clever
9) Be less clever
10) Don’t use bad words

Obviously these dubious pieces of advice are mutually incompatible, which leads to one conclusion…

ONLY THING I KNOW FOR SURE ABOUT THE WORLD OF BLOGGING:
1) You can’t please everybody.

Which is, as I’m sure you know by now, pretty damn fine by me. Oh wait, I’m being harsh. I’ve actually taken the initiative to start a new blog that takes into account the aforementioned top 10 pieces of advice. It's more sensitive, less opinionated, and hopefully pleasing. I hope you all will like it/me more after reading my new blog… The new reader friendly blog can be found at Please Like Me Please.blogspot.com

Moving on…

Here is a picture of Corrie who it seems is not afraid of me at all. The other night, I began complaining my hair felt “generally fluffy.” She, in all her feistiness, took this as an invitation to throw a bottle of water on my face in the freezing cold. It was traumatic to say the least.



I don't want the blanket,
and we're leaving, I can see your scalp!!!
-Bid Sheet

So I read this today and thought man, this is perfect. Of course I won't open a can of worms and go into it, but this says so much about how I see things with religion...

"Millions of people will go to bed hungry tonight on a cold street and most of you don't give a shit.......In fact, most of you are more scandalized that I just used the word shit in chapel than you are that millions of people are homeless."
-Tony Campolo