Graham 12:11 Jesus was taking a walk on the beach. He was thinking about relationships between his chosen people. He smiled as he thought about the word 'chosen' because he had done the choosing and none of the people had really had any choice. He thought about people who would grow up in places like India. They would be born into a completely different set of rules.
He thought about one of his competitors who actually had ten arms and ten hands. "She would stand out anywhere!" Jesus thought. Jesus felt a little jealous. This wasn't a good emotion for him to be fiddling around with. The word 'fiddling' made him think of a little known guy who ran a blog with a regular readership of one. He had had a Catholic reader but he had buggered off for whatever reason. Now he just had one reader who liked to go to movies dressed as a cowboy and who had a passion for hats.
Jesus had sent him an 'Eve' to sort out the hat thing but it wasn't really working out - he was still wearing them. "Ah well," Jesus thought, "You can't win 'em all,"
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There you go. Anyone who was missing Robert and his religious contributions to our blogging community will be feeling more at home now.
Okay, time to take my pills and do some practice. I'll put some cream on my itchy arm too. There will be a need for a toilet visit some time soon too.
Ciao tutti.
20 commenti:
I like your take on 'The Chosen'.
Both of you were "chosen" and baptized and threw it back in God's face. Don't cry and say "poor me, God should have forced me to follow His son Jesus",
That god of yours is a bit of an arrogant cunt.
If he was in a bar he’d no doubt be buying unsolicited drinks for women he fancied. If they threw it back in his face then I hope he’d be the one who got arrested.
Does that make sense to anyone or is it just me?
Did god teach that a sentence ends with a comma?
Well, I was taught to end a sentence with a fullstop.
Latest Blog Update:
1) My new computer won't work.
2) I drove all the way to a jam in Wellington that was canceled.
3) Robert seems to be trying to destroy our little blogging community by duplicating The Curmudgeon's blog.
Yes, I bought a 'new' computer to avoid problems with my old one. That didn't work. Problem, problem, problem, one after the other. Now the whole thing has shut down and is telling me it has a flat battery. What? I always have it plugged in and don't use the battery! On it goes.
I prepared and then drove, from the Nui, in to a Jazz jam at Aro St. in Wellington. I found a park and got there to find that the whole thing had been called off. No warning. I won't be going back there. They can all get fucked.
Robert left our little blogging community. He totally closed down his blog. Now he has returned and totally duplicated another blogger's blog. He is evidently using AI to duplicate Peter's posts and stuff. What is going on in his head? It would be better if he just fucked off.
What a day! I think I'll go and play my violin. That might help.
Ciao.
Just finished a 45 minute violin set to make up on missing out on that silly jam.
Bloody stupid jams.
At least you didn't park in Marjoribanks Street.
Did you play Beethoven's Violin Sonata No. 9 'Kreutzer' on your violin when you got home?
Now why on earth would I do that? Please explain.
Angry violin music.
Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle.
Hello Banana Bob.
No new blog today
Cos Richard's gone away
His laptop's on the blink
It really makes one think
No new post today
He should throw it away
Or put it down the sink
And call the IT guy a fink
Why didn't he know that Apple would match his dreams
No problem setups and still within his means
Why didn't he call, I'd have set him straight
That's just what you do when you help out a mate
No post today cos Richard's gone away ...
(With apologies to Graham Gouldman).
The film I want to see is on at 10.45 in Petone.
I'll pop around to see you in the early afternoon.
No lunch required thanks.
Is there anything you want - an artichoke, a ceramic elephant, a collection of celebrity toenail clippings, a scapula?,
Be good to see you.
I’m always good.
Well, most of the time anyway.
A bit of the time.
A Thorndon man walks into a Nui bar.
He says, "Ouch!"
At least there are no new posts. Thank God for small blessings.
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