This and That and What I Think About It.

My last blog post about toddlers and tiaras was inane in that who among us should be spending any time and energy on the subject the post addressed. Really I needed to get a life.

And so I did. Get a life, that is.

So today I want to focus on a few things that puzzle me.

First, I start with my mouth wash. Crest Pro-Health, touted to help prevent everything from gingivitis to cavities. A cursory reading of the label lets you know that this product provides 24-hour protection. A careful reading of the fine print in the directions reminds one to use the product twice a day. I'm good now until 2033!

On another note, I find fascinating the Tim Tebow issue. Christians love that he is so obvious in his faith. Personally, if they find this so compelling, then I wonder why aren't more of them as obvious in their faith. Think about what belief you have in your own life that you are so passionate about that nothing gets in the way of your living out its values, not ridicule, not embarrassment. What we might not like about Tim Tebow is that he really doesn't care what anyone thinks and has a value system that does not include the things that most of us value. We want him to care about what the culture cares about. Because he doesn't we suspect Tim...suspect him of not quite being in the mainstream of American life. What a wonderful way to live life, with such assurance in a belief system, so single-focused, that everything else is second-rate. What a sad way to live, judging everything and everybody by what you hate.

On a lighter note, but another frustration, our HMO makes seven calls a week to our home phone. Being an automated call, we do not answer it; this is a matter of principle. We talk to people, not machines. And so they call, welcoming us to their company in tinny, mechanical voices that ask us to call them during business hours. Sometimes they say that the call is important, mostly it's just a 'please call.' This has been going on for three years, every week, once a day, but not on Sunday.

Facebook is another frustration. I can block all of my friends' games but I can't block their photos. I just logged in and the notice came up that I had 19 messages. O joy, I thought, who all is leaving me messages? Alas, it was one friend who had posted 19 individual photos. What I do not know is, if I de-friend (or it it 'un-friend') her, will she find out?

As far as my doctorate project, I spend five or six hours a day writing and reading...and finding stuff on the Internet. I am meeting myself coming and going and have 91 pages to prove it. This is just the proposal not the actual research. The good thing, I suppose, is that at my age it is good to meet new people, even if it is yourself...coming and going.

And that's what I think about it.

As an addendum to that last paragraph, my proposal was emailed to the seminary last Thursday. I should hear what has to be fixed, edited out, added in, revised, etc. ad nauseum, in two weeks.