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Found this on the Innerwebs recently. This was scanned from a children's book that attempted to illustrate
the concept of "Behold, I stand at the door and knock." Unfortunately, they took it WAY too literally, and any little kids
reading it are going to imagine a long-haired, bearded Jew in a white robe coming to their house at dinnertime one day. I
also have to note that Jesus' shepherd's crook is too small, probably because the artist obviously did not know its function--it
is designed to pull sheep out of briars, ditches, or wherever it is that a sheep can get stuck, or to grab an errant animal
and pull it back into the flock. Jesus could use his to maybe yank a fig off a tree branch--or as a fighting staff when he's
practicing his martial arts.
According to the text, we are supposed to happily throw the door open when Jesus comes a-knockin'. So why does everyone
in the picture look so glum? You'd think they'd be glad to have Jesus as a house guest, even if he wasn't invited. Little
Tommy, in his abnormally-creased, brown polyester slacks, seems to be saying, "Sorry, Jesus, Mom says I can't come out and
play until after dinner." Dad's pissed because he just got home from work and just wants to relax and read the fucking paper
in peace for a few minutes, Mom is wondering if she made enough mashed potatoes and meatloaf to feed six, and the two girls
are probably worried that it's that creepy Mr. Carson from down the street, who has a reputation for, um, touching
little children.
Another chilling scenario is that Jesus has come specifically for Tommy. The boy is his new chosen disciple, and as
Tommy walks out the door to greet his master, unable to resist Jesus' mind-control, his family knows that they will never
see him again. Oh, well, one less mouth to feed, and now Sarah can have her own bedroom.
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April 23, 2008
Having fun with colors and images again, so bear with me. I got tired of the spring flowers theme so I put up the freaky smiley
in the corner, instead. Ain't he just great?? ^_^ And he looks so cute on a background of purple hearts. Added a new page
in my Happy-Fun God Pages, all about Benny Hinn. Check it out!
January 18, 2008
Christmas is over, so it's time to change the colors on my page. These should last through Easter, I figure. :) I hope everyone
had a fun Christmahanuwhateverday and you're acclimating nicely to the shiny new year of 2008.
Last Sunday, I had the pleasure of cleaning up the remains of a headless pigeon in the entryway of the office building that
I clean three nights a week. There I was, innocently walking along, then I turned the corner and BAM! There it was, all headless
and bloody. No idea where the head got to--probably inside the cat that killed it. Did he plan on coming back for the rest
later, or was it a gift for everyone to admire?
Today, I was sweeping up in this sort of outside basement area at the rear of the building, where the ground-level offices
have back doors and windows below the level of the rear parking lot. Lo and behold, there was a dead sparrow tucked away in
a corner! It must have slammed into one of the windows and broke its neck. It was still fairly fresh, so it had happened within
the last 24 hours or so. Two dead birds in as many weeks! Is the universe trying to tell me something? Is this a cryptic,
possibly threatening, message from the cosmos? Well, thanks a LOT, Mother Nature, is there anything else you'd like to do
to get my attention?? A cow carcass in the stairwell, maybe, or a deceased wombat in one of the restroom sinks? How about
a half-rotted horse's head on my pillow one night? Apparently, you think I don't have enough of other people's shit to clean
up, so I need a few dead critters thrown at me to liven things up a bit! Hell, why not give them Asian Bird Flu, while you're
at it, and make it doubly exciting??
Dec. 6, 2007
Merry Christmas to all my readers...all two or three of you!
Now, as you should know by now, I'm not the least bit religious, but when I went past an antique shop and saw a small Nativity
set that looks EXACTLY like the one my mom had when I was a little girl, I couldn't resist buying it because it reminded me
of her. Hers was made of some kind of plaster-of-paris, or some similar material, and this one is plastic, but the style is
the same as I remember. It was only 15 bucks, and worth the money just for its nostalgic value, IMO.
Virgin Mary--check
Joseph--check
Baby Jesus--check
Donkey and cow--check
Darth Vader--che....
Wha?? How'd he get in there?? Wait a minute, something ain't right....
Silent night, holy night....or not...Click on the pictures to get the full view.
I think he's trying to get Jesus to join the Dark Side.
Was there really a brontosaurus at Baby Jesus' birth? And who's that on the corner of the manger? Why, it's a tiny Harry Potter!
Happy Christmahanukwanzyule, everyone!
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Welcome to my page! Some of it is just stuff I like and the rest of it is my rants about stuff that annoys me, mainly religion.
Feel free to stop by and enjoy my writings and drop me a line letting me know if you like my site.
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My own iMac is graphite-colored, but I don't have the iCat to go with it.
I can't help it...I love lolcats.
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This is a recent picture of me, taken in Jerome, AZ. My best friend came to visit from Cleveland, OH and
she took this pic. We were standing on a platform overlooking a scenic mountain view on Rt. 89, which winds up through the
mountain on which Jerome, a former copper mining town, is perched.
Here's me, goofing around with my camera.
Click on Santa and Jesus to go to my MySpace page!
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