"The only savior that can use his hand as a fucking whistle"

"The only savior that can use his hand as a fucking whistle"

Book recommendation - Misquoting Jesus by Bart D. Ehrman. I've read bits and pieces of his other books, but I'm digging more into this one. It's pretty interesting - a study of the errors and outright changes made to New Testament writings over time, and how it affects our view of "scripture." It's quite entertaining in its way, especially if you're like me and you enjoy the idea of Christianity being completely discredited as the flawed human invention it really is, which is happening more all the time thanks to people who actually STUDY this stuff. (i.e. - people who aren't fundamentalist shitbags.)

Ehrman apparantly was on The Colbert Report earlier this year. (I didn't see it.) In the book, he gives some personal background - he was once a raging fundamentalist himself - and apparantly he now considers himself an agnostic. Stephen Colbert referred to him as "an atheist without balls." I think that's fucking hilarious.

Work pretty much sucks rancid mealworm cock. (Wtf does that even mean?) But I'm still trying to get students, and attempting to remain hopeful. Not going well, but the attempt is what's important now.

It's become clear to me why I have to do what I've threatened to do for years now - go back to school. I have very little faith in the direction I'm going in right now, only hanging onto a thread of confidence, and it appears clear that I'm going to be stuck in this same fucking hole for a very long time if I don't make a radical step. I've long thought about going back to school, now I know WHY I should.

I left after two years, and I have 52 credits. So at least much of the work has been done. Now I have to nail down what exactly I'm going to do. To be honest, the main thing I'm looking towards is an outlet for my writing. I can see getting into history as a teacher, but that's not the ultimate goal. I would like to write about history, in a way that is as entertaining as possible but still info-intensive. I've danced around things like that here on my blog. Working towards doing it for real is becoming more to my liking.

The fact is, I have a LOT of shit I want to do, and I want to find a way of doing as much of it as possible. I can't fathom anything as boring as doing the same fucking shit over and over for the rest of my life, no matter what it is. So my other interests (music obviously being the immediate one) are still there. I just want to try to find a way of pullng all this shit together. I've got too much crap in my head to simply pick one thing and let the rest be mere diversions.

'Cause working for shit pay in a warehouse just so grandmas can have nice sweatshirts ain't cutting it.

A GREAT reference in the MST3K I watched with Katie yesterday. The Magic Sword - a ridiculous fantasy with Estelle Winwood (who Crow falls in love with)(, Basil Rathbone, and Gary Lockwood. ("Open the pod bay doors, Hal!")

The princess tells Rathbone he is the most evil man in the whole world. Servo: "No! I won't hear it! There's a man in Eastborn!"

Nicely tying in with the Fawlty Towers stuff Katie also likes to watch with me. God, I love MST3K.

Katie is getting ready to start Kindergarten, and has switched to her daycare's other location for the afternoons. We had an open house to go to there tonight, and it was nice to see that Katie is being reunited with a few of her friends she hasn't seen in a few months. She's very happy, but with all the concerns a small child has when changes come about. I'm doing my best to support her and give her confidence, but I think she's going to find plenty of it on her own. I'm a lucky Daddy.

Oh, and her drawings are freakin' WONDERFUL lately. She draws all the time. I hope I can get a scanner going and a connection at home in the near future, so I can share some of this stuff.

Well, I'm outta here. Be well, motherfuckers.

Love,
Dougie