Man oh man, why do we get sick? I feel like a dog that has been runned over today. Pass the Aspirin...

Have you ever wondered how medicines were discovered? I mean how did they find out that Tylenol helped relieve head aches? Ibuprophen helps relieve aches and pains. How did they find out that Viagra, well you know...? I mean is there a research group that gives these pills to people and then monitors them to see what happens? That would be kind of dangerous you would think?

I wish they would do a "Monday Morning go back to work" pill that would help... but I think I just have a cold...so maybe that is not it. We will see tomorrow.

Mirror Mirror on the wall...

We are studying "Wild At Heart" with the men on Wednesday nights. It is an intriquing book in how it looks at men in the church and how we have become sissy fied. You know the disciples, and Christ were not sissy guys. From being crucified, boiled in oil, cut in two or beheaded, they were men of action. Oh how things have changed in a few thousand years. Anyway, the author suggested that as men we do something that is uncomfortable for us. We are to stand nekid and look upon ourselves for ten minutes in a mirror. Now I spend all of about ten seconds in front of a mirror now that most of my hair has decided to reside on my back and in my ears so looking at myself for ten minutes does not appeal to me. The purpose of this exercise (after looking at myself nekid (yes I know that is spelt wrong, I am just not comfortable with the real word) for ten minutes exercise is definately a key word) is to examine just exactly who we are as men.

So it got me thinking, am I the man I want to be. I mean behind all the bald spots and the pudgy places, am I who I want to be?

It is a question I am still pondering... along with where all my muscles of my youth went.

I am BATMAN...

I was thinking of silly commercials this weekend. Remember the one where the football player get just drilled on a linebacker blitz and is rendered semi-unconscious. As the coaches are looking down on him they ask him how many fingers they were holding up, and he answers correctly. Then they ask where he is playing and he answers correctly. The coaches look at each other and know that he is not right but he is answering all the questions correctly. So one coach looks at him and ask... who are you? And he answers, "I am Batman"... I just died laughing.

Well I was looking in the mirror the other day, and I noticed that I am looking like Batman. I have an utility belt. I did not plan on having an utility belt. I never wanted an utility belt but I have an utility belt. It is not as fancy as Batman's, there is no bat spray, or a batarang or a bat communicator. I just have two cell phones, one on each hip. Now where did I put that Patarang?

what gives???

with the Airline industry today? I am trying to book some flights and it is almost impossible to find the right flight at the right time and the price... wow.

I went to all the big ones, found prices ranging from $490 to over a grand for a one way ticket from Denver to Tulsa. So I check Southwest, now it isn't a direct flight (whose are anymore) and I have to change planes in Kansas City, but it was $235 total. Yeap over half as cheap as the cheapest big air carrier (United, American, Continental). So I started thinking, did not the US Government bail out some airlines a few years ago? I think some of the big ones got huge cash transfusions because if they did not they were going bankrupt. Did you know that Soutwest has been the only airline that has shown a profit over the years. Yeah I know the cattle car mentality but lets face it people, just because I go to the gate agent and get a little ticket it is different than who gets there first gets on?

I was amazed at the cost difference doing that research, now how does Southwest, by charging half as the other guys, no bag charges, no raping you for a pillow and blanket make it in these tough economic times? They are efficient at what they do.

I wish we would all get as effecient in our lives to be like Southwest and quit looking for someone to bail us out.

Is Church Boring???

I had a revelation the other day. Church IS Boring!!
Yeah, I know, my credentials are being revoked as I type this but it is true; unless you are involved in it.
Too many people just GO to church, just like they GO out to eat, and GO to the mall or GO to the beach. And if you are just GOING somewhere, I can think of a jillion places to go to hear most better music and better speakers. GOING to church is not a boring experience if you are involved.
When you are involved you are part of a great experience of meeting with the creator of the universe. When you are involved your portion of the church experience is exciting.
Think of it this way, is Six Flags exciting? Why? Because you get to ride rides, eat bad foods and see all sorts of things. But if you paid the entry fee, walked just past the gate, pulled out a chair and sat there for five hours I think Six Flags would be boring. But when you get involved, it is exciting.
So next time you GO to church, get involved, do something, and see the excitement.

Thunder???

This is Kevin Durant, basketball player for the new Oklahoma City Thunder... the new NBA team in OKC.

Now I think it is great that OKC got an NBA team even though they had to go to Seattle to get it. But who was in charge of naming this team? Thunder? That was the best you could come up with?

Of course the Seattle team was the "Sonics"; which would work in OKC, home of the Sonic franchise of restaurants. You want cheese on that coney? How about a free Sonic Blast for every win? But Seattle wanted to keep the "Sonics" name so they had to pick another.

So I am thinking, I can do better than "Thunder". I mean; can you have Thunder if you don't have lightning? Nope, and Lightning always comes before Thunder. It is that old thought of if a tree falls in a forest and no is around does it make any noise type of ridiculous.

But lets look at our state, what are we known for? Thunder? Hardly. How about "Oilers"? With the price of gas now it would be good to be affiliated with oil production. How about "Roughnecks"? You know the guys that work the oil fields, of course that might have been too close to "rednecks" which really would not look too good on an NBA jersey. How about "Indians", whoops, can't do that anymore so that shoots down all the tribal names.

What else is Oklahoma known for; Sooners, uhmm that is taken; as well as the Cowboys, the Golden Hurricanes, and the Eagles. What else, "Sodbusters"; "Farmers"; "Toll Plazas"? I mean there are a ton of names Oklahoma is known for. But in reality they got close with Thunder, but Oklahoma is known not for Thunder but for the other weather pattern that starts with a T. Tornadoes, or course the Oklahoma City Twisters really rolls off the tongue but who am I to think that I can name a team? But many people in OK are afraid of Tornadoes, Twisters and Typhoons so maybe they felt "Twisters" was too risky.

I mean have you ever heard of someone dying from Thunder?

There is nothing more debilitating than a major headache. I am suffering from a sinus headache since I returned from Hawaii.

Headaches are a killer... you can still work with an ankle injury, or a backache but when your brain is hurting there is nothing that you can do.

My sinuses are starting to drain now and I am feeling better but the symptoms take a while to go away.

Sometimes I wonder why GOD allows things like sinus headaches to inflict us. Does it mean that we are not living like we are supposed to? Does it mean that we have walked out of the will of GOD. I don't think so, I think it is I went from a seaside village to a high humidity area and am suffering because of my travels.

So just because we are sick doesn't mean we are less spiritual or have walked out of the will of GOD, we may just have walked from one climate to another.

You have some explaining to do...

well in my attempt at humor with rule #163 I found that when you write a post, no matter when you post it, it will always post in order of when you started writing them.
So in my Dolphin post, rule #163 was that I don't swim with anything bigger than me. Then I thought of Big Country Bryant Reeves when we met at Big Splash in Tulsa and that I had accidentally broken rule #163. See now it all makes sense... it would have been funny if it had been humorus...:-)