Week In Pictures

Steve over at PowerLine, as always our source for most of these, comments that American politics increasingly resembles a kitchen blender running on high with the lid off. He’s got a point, and whatever was in that blender seems rather nasty. Still, we made it through another week.

I haven’t had a lot to say about Obamacare this week, seems like we’ve said it all so many times, doesn’t it? Still, it clarified that the GOP is not interested in doing what the country wants them to, so there’s that.



Does make me feel a bit sorry for the Capitol Police


In other news


But Hillary will never be President, so there is that.






Doesn’t look like a winner to me, but maybe London is different.

Well, you decide

A really tough decision

Hmmm, Nope, leave this alone, Neo.


The Wise Ass

Well, kids, I overslept, without having anything prepared (yeah, the dog ate my homework) and we’ve been too serious around here lately anyway. So here ya go, from my friend  OyiaBrown.

A newlywed farmer and his wife were visited by her mother, who immediately demanded an inspection of their home. The Farmer had genuinely tried to be friendly to his new mother-in-law, hoping that it could be a friendly, non-antagonistic relationship.
To no avail, she kept nagging them at every opportunity, demanding changes, offering unwanted advice and making life unbearable for the farmer and his new bride. While they were walking through the barn, the farmer’s mule suddenly reared up and kicked the mother-in-law in the head, killing her instantly.

At the funeral service a few days later, the farmer stood near the casket and greeted folks as they walked by. The pastor noticed that when ever a woman would whisper something to the farmer, he would nod his head yes and say something. Whenever a man walked by and whispered to the farmer, however, he would shake his head, no and mumble a reply.

Find out more at Wise Ass!

What a Coincidence

The last few days, I’ve been deep into a project, which as usual is taking a lot more time than expected. So since I haven’t been getting much done here, and very little writing done, you get this, today. Enjoy it, I did 🙂

A chicken farmer went to the local bar. He sat next to a woman and ordered champagne. The woman said: “How strange, I also just ordered a glass of champagne.”
“What a coincidence,” said the farmer, who added, ” It is a special day for me. I am celebrating.” “It is a special day for me too, I am also celebrating!” said the woman.
“What a coincidence!” said the farmer.
While they toasted, the farmer asked, “What are you celebrating?”
“My husband and I have been trying to have a child for years, and today, my gynecologist told me that I was pregnant.”
“What a coincidence,” said the man. “I am a chicken farmer and for years all my hens were infertile, but now they are all set to lay fertilized eggs.”
“This is incredible,” said the woman. “What did you do for your chickens to become fertile?”

Continued at: What a Coincidence | Oyia Brown

Don’t be this woman!

via Dealing With Women

Arrest of Teacher | Oyia Brown


Arrest of Teacher | Oyia Brown.


laughing jesusThis essay goes to the heart of one of my main complaints with a lot of theology. I’ve always thought God was like a Great-Uncle who laughed at our stupidity (hopeful;y with us) as he corrected us. That stern forbidding God that never cracks a smile, nah, not so much. Like the essayist says, design a Giraffe without a sense of humor? Who are you trying to kid?

That doesn’t of course mean that worshipping God and his Son is any less a serious business, it’s not. But I don’t care how serious it is, the best amongst us laugh, at their predicament, at their opponent, at themselves, but I don’t think they laugh at God. Why, because they laugh with Him. Enjoy the article.

The attribute of God that is most forgotten and most relevant for today is God’s sense of humor. In the story of Creation the Book of Genesis quotes God as saying, “Let us make man in our own image.” And so He did. And He saw that it was good, very good. Since that time man has been making God in his own image. And that is not good at all. Most of these man-made images of God are caricatures

We often picture God as a serious old man, burdened with the incredible task of managing this vast, complex universe and providing adequately for all of His creatures, especially for the fickle, fallible, unpredictable human beings. But God is not old. Neither is He young. It is the passing of time that makes one young and then old. God exists outside of time. God exists in eternity, in an eternal now. And God is not serious, at least in the sense of being burdened with a task that is too big for Him. Is it more difficult to manage the universe than to create it out of nothing? And most of all God is not sad. God is perfectly and eternally happy, and enjoys a divine sense of humor. The sense of humor we have, if we have one, is but an imperfect participation in God‘s sense of humor.

A sense of humor, of course, is a sense of the humorous. So what is humorous? The humorous is that which is unexpected, incongruous and preposterous. At the circus, for example, it is the incongruity of the clown with the baggy pants, bulbous nose, long shoes, and painted face that is humorous. At the movies we laugh at the “Three Stooges” because they are always doing the unexpected, the incongruous and the preposterous.

A sense of humor then is simply a sense of truth, a sense of reality that enables us to discern the untrue, the unreal, the incongruous and the preposterous. God has a perfect sense of humor then because God is All-Truth and God is the “really real,” the source of all reality.

Creation is filled with the humor of God. Consider the giraffe, the kangaroo, the zebra, the ostrich, the hyena and the baboon. Could a serious, humorless old man even conceive of such creations? And what about us? Man has been called an “angelic animal.” What an unexpected, incongruous and preposterous combination! Angels are perfectly at home, wherever they are. Animals are perfectly at home in this world. But we are not. We are like displaced persons. We have not here a lasting city. And we do not have it all together. We are a bundle of contradictions. “The good we will we do not and the evil we will not that we do.” We are proud as devils and act like jackasses.


And there is your lesson for today, even the worst of situations is funny. laugh and God will laugh with you. What could possibly be better? Because nothing is funnier than we and our overweening ambitions and seriousness of purpose, anyway. You know Gods looks at our earnestness and laughs, just like our dad’s did.

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