Lunatics and Princesses

I have another wake to go to tonight.

The Professor died the other day. He was my favorite character that was a regular customer at the store. He was crazy, always telling jokes and stuff. I’ll miss him.

In other news I got my hair cut today. It’s cool, all layered. Then we went and saw Hollywood Homicide. It’s a good movie. I give it a thumbs up.

In more other news Father John is leaving the church. This was a surprise, but my sister always takes thing like this badly- this time she burst into tears and would not be comforted. Told her not to be so emotional about it- if I had to deal with Fern Butler for seven years I’d be trying to get out of it, too, but she wouldn’t listen to me. Also told her that letter said that F. John wouldn’t be leaving CNY, but when Tess gets into crying jags she will not get out. V. stupid. V. girly, V. emotional.

Also told her that besides, Suzanne is one of my best friends in the world so will not lose track of them any time soon.

Ayako-chan, want me to pick you up an application for Smith’s? Cause it’s close and all. Don’t know what you want to do, so let me know. Or Hooter’s. Whichever- but Smith’s is closer and my car is falling apart. Anyhow, ‘twill be fun. Yes.

Off to wake now.

This has been Feather, reporting from BumFuckEgypt. Stay tuned for our nightly newscast at eleven.

Today's REALLY STUPID THING is:

"Born Again Virgins"

Jesus. You've only got one shot, hence the whole "making it special" thing. It's not special if you get to lose your virginity over and over again.

"I want a re-do!!!"

Maybe in footraces. Never in sex.

Tonight's REALLY STUPID THING has been brought to you by a magazine article about two forty-somethings who met in a bar, went home, had sex, got engaged, bought a house together, had more sex, and six months before the wedding decide to become "born again virgins" becuase God wants it.

God: Let's hear it for ABJECT STUPIDITY!!!
Gullible People: YAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!
God: *sweatdrops* It was a joke, people. Lighten up for Christ's sake.

*Thank you to everyone who sent me profile stuff. First chapter will be up soon :)

Woke up this morning at four with a toothache- again. No truth and/or enlightenment there.

Kingdom Hall, Somewhere in CNY
My Observations

Alicia and Co. picked my up around nine thirty. She gave me a little booklet, the Watchtower, that they get their readings from to use during the service. Actually, it wasn’t a service, it was a meeting.

Basic Sckematics:

Went in, got introduced to everybody and their mother. Pretty normal.
Sat down, sang a song, had an opening prayer, and started the bible readings. This was also pretty standard and faintly reminiscent of Tri City Baptist. However, after another song, everyone got out their booklets and opened up to the main lesson thing.

This was actually interesting; I’ve never seen anything done quite like it before. They’d read a paragraph and then discuss it, and the minister guy would ask questions and people in the congregation would answer. When people answered, ushers brought microphones around so people could talk into them and be heard clearly. They even had people phone in their answers over the loudspeaker, a la radio stations and stuff. Then they had another song and a prayer and that was it, bam, over.

The actual discussion material was pretty standard- End of the World, in the first half, and Follow the Light in the second. They think that the world has been in the process of ending since 1914 or so, which is interesting, and they brought up some valid points to prove it. The Follow the Light thing was also pretty standard, mostly encompassing things my mother has been telling me my whole life sans the very Christian emphasis.

All in all, Jehovah’s Witness get an extremely bad rap. I found them to be one of the politest groups of people, and also one of the more thought-provoking. Very educational, however, I’m not sure Jehovah’s Witnessing is for me. I guess I’m just looking for the religion/faith/belief/whatever that hits me over the head with the enlightenment stick.

Next week, I’m going to St. Mary’s Roman Catholic Church. I’ll start by working my way down Oswego Street towards my own church, I guess. “Searching for God on Oswego Street.” Sounds like one of those mid-life crisis books. Oy.