Sadly, at the end of tomorrow, we’ll begin to sing the blues. So here is my homage to Beef. It’s what was for dinner.
[You’ll know the tune, with sincere apologies to the Everly Brothers]
Bye, bye, beef
Bye, bye, bacon strips
Hello, veggie dogs
I think I’m gonna cry
Bye, bye, beef
Bye, bye, barbeque
Hello, ol’ tofu
I feel like I could die
Bye, bye, sirloin, goodbye
Continue reading “Bye, Bye, Beef”
Every Myers-Briggs I take there’s one unvarying result: I score strong in introvert. So when @celticwanderer and @anglobaptist both posted the link to this somewhat tongue-in-cheek article I felt validated after all these years. Introverts of the world, stay home!
Extroverts are energized by people, and wilt or fade when alone. They often seem bored by themselves, in both senses of the expression. Leave an extrovert alone for two minutes and he will reach for his cell phone. In contrast, after an hour or two of being socially “on,” we introverts need to turn off and recharge. My own formula is roughly two hours alone for every hour of socializing. This isn’t antisocial. It isn’t a sign of depression. It does not call for medication. For introverts, to be alone with our thoughts is as restorative as sleeping, as nourishing as eating. Our motto: “I’m okay, you’re okay—in small doses.”
So what does one do in caring for an introvert?
How can I let the introvert in my life know that I support him and respect his choice? First, recognize that it’s not a choice. It’s not a lifestyle. It’s an orientation.
Second, when you see an introvert lost in thought, don’t say “What’s the matter?” or “Are you all right?”
Third, don’t say anything else, either.
[Note: On his FB page, AKMA posted about his historical Jesus class, and I was prompted to pull out of the archives this little humorous piece I wrote a few years ago from the inspiration from AKMA’s historical Jesus class that I took. You have to know a bit about the “quest for the historical Jesus” to have even a minimal appreciation.]
(With apologies to Depeche Mode)
Continue reading “Your Own Historical Jesus”
[Note: I’ve found several new videos of the Most Interesting Man in the World, and have updated the post and bumped it up to the front page. Enjoy!]
Police often question him, just because they find him interesting:
The above video with women in red dresses instead of white nurses uniforms:
He’s been known to cure narcoplepsy just by walking into a room:
People hang on his every word:
He wouldn’t be afraid to show his feminine side:
His reputation is expanding faster than the universe:
His personality is so magnetic he is unable to carry credit cards:
He is the life of parties he has never attended:
On drink umbrellas:
On those nuts:
And here’s a radio ad:
Note: The Most Interesting Man in the World is Jonathon Goldsmith.
Sorry Trader Joe’s Seafood Blend, but this will be our last night together. I’m returning to my old loves, carcinogenic Dead Cow and cancer-inducing Ex-Pig. And yes, me and Cheese will be hanging out a lot more, now. But look, it’s not you, it’s me. I’m not good for you, Seafood Blend. I’ll only break your heart. Chin up, kid. Yer the best.