Today was an
interesting day. I got a lot done in preparation for Mother’s Day.
My creativity has been running thin all day. However, it’s been quite
some time since I’ve posted here so I borrowed some of my past creativity. I've
decided to reach back into the old archives. I'm talking from the
Diaryland archives. I wrote this previous blog while trying to write a
huge paper about John Calvin's view of the worth of God for worship.
After studying John Calvin for a while, I decided that I didn't care much for
him as a person.
Anyway,
here's the old blog. I remembered it and laughed a lot. Hope you
enjoy.
Have you
ever gone out to eat by yourself? I don't do it frequently but it happens. Like
tonight, it happened. I had a craving for the rice noodles at Hunan. I was
feeling a bit sorry for myself as it was, but that can be blamed on John
Calvin, the unhuggable jerk.
So there I
am with my sesame chicken, rice noodles, and a tall Dr Pepper, listening to the
conversation of people around me. There was one couple who obviously had met in
a bar. Don't pretend that you don't know what I mean. There
was another man who was sitting at his table alone. I'm sure the mullet had
nothing to do with his solitude.
The table
that piqued my interest was the table consisting of 3 men and 3 women. All of
them were at least 60 years old. 2 of the women were wearing some really
interesting wigs. They had a wide variety of topics to discuss. They went from
Tom DeLay to the fact that tornado alley is shifting to taxes to something
about smoke and mirrors (apparently the woman who said that comment is well
acquainted with smoke and mirrors because they are in her bathroom as she's
putting that wig on. these people aren't her friends otherwise they would tell
her that it looks like she has off-ed a diabetic squirrel and then glued it to
her scalp) and then finally the conversation moved to cats.
The other
wig woman has a daughter that owns the land adjacent to hers. Her daughter
wants to turn it into an animal shelter. She already has a few animals that
were rescued and is now seeking sanctioning from the state. Some of these
animals that are already there is a litter of kittens whose mother died just
after they were born. The father is nowhere to be found, the deadbeat. Now,
before you go, "Awwwwww," there is still another element to this
story that has yet to be revealed. The mother had rabies while she was
pregnant. Because of the rabies, these kittens all have brain damage.
You haven't
lived until you've seen a 65 year old woman with a bad wig on doing an
imitation of a retarded kitten trying to eat.
