I got to get back into blogging more regularly.

I am an idiot.

Reformation Sunday was nice, but it didn't rock like I thought it would. I'm still trying to get "Ancient Words" out of my mind. Thanks to a local pastor for planning this travesty and then not showing up.

Life is good.

I have a job interview tomorrow. God willing, if I get this job, I can move out of my parent's house and get a better set of wheels. I need to spend some time tomorrow getting all my ducks in a row. I am the man. If I don't believe that, I will fail. Failure, in this case, is not an option. I will get this job.

Something happened to me this past Sunday and I'm not sure I can explain it. It started when Pastor began explaining what one does to be a mature Christian. Sometimes, you do not realize what you have until someone else points it out. If the rest of this week goes well, I will have a wonderful Reformation Sunday.

Richard Perle on U.S. Policy Toward Iraq

F the french.

The more I think I want to blog, the less ideas come to my head. You would think I would have at least one bright thing to say about beer or geology or science in general, but not today. I seem to be having a brain block, and large doses of baroque music do not seem to be clearing my mind out. I think my rant against the french might have frazzled some of my brain cells.

Rather than reread my pitiful postings, go read Fearsome Pirate.

F the french.

I do want to warn anyone who might read this that this post may be profanity-laden. Hopefully, you can excuse my profanity due to its target: the cheese-eating surrender-monkeys known as the french.

The idiot mayor of Paris has decided to give convicted cop-killer Mumia Abu-Jamal honorary citizenship of Paris. What does this asshole have going through his head. Considering his head must be firmly stuck up his ass to do such a thing, his head is full of shit. What the fuck do the french (they no longer deserve to have the name of their country capitalized) think they are doing? I know enough Krauts within my church to go over there with a truckload of arms and scare the shit out of them and probably get the assholes to surrender. Officer Daniel Faulkner deserves more than to have the man who killed him in cold blood celebrated as some sort of hero by the loony left. The fuckwad who did this deserves to have a hole blown out of his head where the killer would proceed to skullfuck the asshole until there was nothing left. Then again, whoever did it wouldn't want to put his cock into a head full of shit. Asshole. For dumbass shit like this, the french language deserves to go extinct. This t-shirt says it all.

My best friend did not like the fact I called him a Frenchie, but until he gets his brain cleared out and quits expousing Frenchie ideas, he will be a pinko Frenchie to me, not the Jewish Phillipino I called him last night.

Proof of Saddam's WMDs

"Where are Saddam's WMDs" he asks. Well, your answer is right in that link, and it is worse than we knew. Saddam had not one, but two WMD programs going on. We've already recovered Botulism bacteria from a refigerator of one of Saddam's scientists. Nice. I wonder if the we'll find some Antrax in someone's deep freeze. Probably.

Kieschnick's in YOUR Checkbook Again!

Great, our SP is continuing to spend money on junk rather than actually funding missions and supporting our synodical schools. God forbid he actually find a way to spend money on things that are required rather than paying for his wife's travel expenses and getting another pastoral assistant. This man is going to bankrupt our synod.

How to Screw with you Best Friend's Mind
Stories You Won't Hear Reported on NPR

Isn't it great when you are right?