Monday, September 24, 2007

I was thinking. . . . .

Is laugher needed?
Yes, I think it is. I come from a family that gives me a lot to laugh about and at. God must have been tickled when He created the lot of us.

Tonight at work I asked "Are people dumber lately?"
Yes, they are.
Is it the weather?
Nothing personal but some of them couldn’t perform the slightest tasks.

Do church meetings make you as crazy as they do me?
I wanted to jab a plastic fork into my head after listening to some of those guys talk.
Tell me I’m not alone in this.
Let's see a show of hands.

Why do people think it’s ok to get on my bumper so that they can pass me?
Do they not know that I freak out?
I want to hit the breaks but know all to well that being hit from behind hurts me and my car.
So just pass me already.

We don’t buy it when a radio station tells us over and over again that it plays more music and has less talk.
I want to call them.
I think it would go like this
"Hello, I’m in my car on my way to work and I think that if you’d actually shut up and play the music instead of telling me that you are going to shut up and play the music that I could listen to the music, if you don’t shut up soon I will be putting my Grey’s Anatomy CD on."
I want music on my way to work not your rumblings"

I’d love to be a DJ

If I were a DJ I’d get a lot of calls.

They would ask me to please. . .
shut up.

I can’t drink and drive.
I spill and. . . .
the car is new.

I say I'm reading a book in these parts.
Now I have homework.
No pressure here.

I wonder why God created slugs?

I’d go screaming from a room if a spider were in it.

I’d pick up a snake and take it outside.

Men should kill the spiders, I think it says that in the bible.

I know it says something about us gals and a snake.

I should make an apple pie soon. ;-}

8 comments:

pearlie said...

Laughter is crucial for life, for health! Releases tension, releases stress - makes one think there is more to life than whatever is bothering us. And in the the lighter vein, funny events or stories or comics bring people together. Why, I named my son after a comic strip! haha

I wanted to jab a plastic for into my head after listening to some of those guys talk.
my hands are up, my hands are up!
hahaha ... errmm ... i have not been attending such meeting for months!! phew! I know what you mean.

And you are absolutely right about the radio stations!!!

Codepoke also wrote about laughter - linking to Lingamish - hmmm ... that one I am not sure.

Brian said...

The two girls(8 & 6) are already talking their brother(2) into stomping on the spiders and other nasties. He happily obliges. I think it must be a result of the Fall...

I've been avoiding sweets but I can get some ice cream for the apple pie when it's done. :)

salguod said...

"Why do people think it’s ok to get on my bumper so that they can pass me?
Do they not know that I freak out?
I want to hit the breaks but know all to well that being hit from behind hurts me and my car.
So just pass me already.
"
I must confess, I'm sometimes that guy. Not nearly as often as I used to, but still sometimes.

Let me share a bit from the other side, if I may. There is a rule of the road that one should stay right unless passing. Most people, I find, ignore that or loosely define passing. I'm going to come up on this car pretty soon, so I'll just stay over here until I get around them, you can wait. More common is staying in the middle lane (of 3) constantly and effectively reducing the road to 2 lanes or forcing some of the faster traffic to pass on the right, a less safe condition.

It's all about being considerate. I want to go faster, you want to go slower. I should be patient, you should get to the right in an expedient manner.

When I come up behind someone who just camps in the left lane, ignoring opportunities to get over, I get as angry as you do. While you're tempted to nail the brakes, I'm tempted to tailgate. We're both wrong.

There's no excuse for tailgating. It's a bullying tactic used to force people to do what you want. Sometimes folks camp out in the left lane are just a different kind of bully. They want to force folks to slow down. They think that they have the right to because of the speed limit. They aren't the police and don't have that authority. Others think it's their right to drive as fast was they want and traffic should part like the red sea to let them through. Just as foolish and self focused. We need to share, like kindergarten.

I'm not saying that you're a left lane camper or that you're not correct in being upset with tailgaters. I just wanted to share the perspective of one who's temptation is to tailgate to one who's temptation is to brake. On behalf of us faster-than-average folk, I'm sorry for tailgating. This one, anyway, is working on being patient.

It's amazing how when folks don't act (or drive) like they should (or like we think they should), in our anger we sin. Lord help us.

"My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, for man's anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires. - James 1:19-20

I need reminded of that one a lot. A whole lot.

Missy said...

I like the way you think! You're just like that little voice in my head that keeps me company after everyone is asleep and I can neither sleep of stay focused enough to read or watch TV. Or even like the one that is chit-chatting while I drive and before you know I'm arriving to my destination and I have no recollection of the journey. Or the one that is so interesting to listen to that I have to keep reading the same sentence over and over and over again. Or the one that is so interesting to listen to that I have to keep reading the same sentence over and over and over again.

Know what I mean? {c;

preacherman said...

Milly,
Great post.

Mark said...

"I come from a family that gives me a lot to laugh about and at."
boy isn't that the truth, by the way, Grace is the spider hunter and killer in our house. She grabs a klennex and flushes them.
And finally, XM Radio, music no talk, no commercials, less stress.

codepoke said...

Your mental walkabouts are some of the best reading this wide Internet has to offer. It's always a pleasure to hear you start a journey and end up somewhere "else." And you're right, to boot. :-)

Hilarious stuff, Milly.

harland said...

Think, Think ... and finally Laugh