Yanagisawa

I think TWI's attitude towards the symbol of the cross belies a fundamental attitude toward our walk with Christ in general.

In haste to "claim" the "victory" of walking on "resurrection ground" we neglected the other side of the coin. The suffering...the passion...the sacrifice that we are dailyentreated to engage - if need be - in our existential walk with our master.

I was encouraged to regard suffering, persecution, sacrifice, getting in the mud with sinners, being misunderstood, being defrauded, etc. as an evil, foreign, negative intrusion in my "victory walk".

The longer I live, the more I see that these are indeed the places that my master asks me to go. Sometimes I do, sometimes, to my chagrin, I decline.

"What we heeaaaave heeeah is a fayluuhh to communicate"

"OOOhhh Luciillle!"

Cool Hand Luke

"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Would you please shut up. Shut...up. Shut up. Shut up SHUT UP."

Kevin Spacey in Glengarry Glenn Ross

I wear black because it has a slimming effect - but now I have a much more spiritual reason.

Man, I loved the Righteous Bros. but, to my shame, I never knew which was which.

Which one is Bobby?

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Anytime someone pooh-poohs the rigours of academic standards as "the world's way" run like the wind. You've got a jen-you-wine cult leader.

Carpe Carpoolum! Seize the multi-passenger express lane!

Oh, how I wish I could speak in tuttle.

Oh, how it just rolls of his lips, his throat, his tongue.

Every time I try it's just "beep,beep" and "boop,boop".....no deal.

Certainly such eloquence means tuttle has worked the second, third and fourth work of grace and commits no sins before breakfast.

I have longed...yet doubted

hoped...yet feared

hungered...yet remained unsatisfied

I drove to Tulsa and even told my wife to f*** off but speaking in tuttle eludes me...should I wait in prayer?

Man, George Duke played the crap out of those old analog Moogs. I still dial up Brazilian Love Affair when I feel like getting tropical.

Thanks nika:

That's about the last I heard as well.

I always wanted to work at the zoo circumcizing elephants - the pay's lousy but the tips are big.

my how time flies.

Too bad VP wasn't around on Sept. 12, 2002.

He could have flown backwards around the earth and spun time back to Sept. 10.

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do people with Turret's syndrome curse God when they prophecy?

do they call him a Jesus Christ so and so?

mike:

the extreme length and frequency of your posts

and the number of times you use "I", "me" "my", etc tell me you love being here, and you love the attention.

Your splashy stance gives you a raison de etre...that's why some people warned us not to feed the bears.

"Does someone who is blind see colors on acid?"

We must take this is a question to the ubiquitous teaching of John Locke.

Ex-

Good question.

Does someone who is retarded act sober when drunk?

da verd has been over da vorld for vell over a veek

the Iraq Wows were let down the wall in a basket under the cover of darkness and are seeking parttime employment in Turkey

all you silver haired people need to...Come home, come home - it's suppertime

Linda:

If you feel the need to shun "just sitting and listening music" in lieu of "houscleaning" music I have one word for you.

Marijuana.

Ith Cwitht in you...Cwith in you.

that makth you thombody

My kids can't eat without a nametag... and if the salt, pepper, cayenne or kelp stops moving around the table the evil one who stopped it is severely punished.

"Jumping the Shark" is a hot topic in this forum - and we know it mostly pertains to TV shows. But I was talking to my worship band buds at church today and I introduced the topic as it pertains to bands.

There were definitely some kick butt bands that jumped the shark at a definitive point...

Like Earth, Wind and Fire "jumped the shark" with "Boogie Wonderland"

Chicago underwent a sea change between V and VI...

Remember when Journey was a pretty funky fusion type band with Greg Rollie...enter that candy a** Steve Perry...

Just my opinions...what are yours?

I took Mike's advice and dug up the blue book today. Boy, was I surprised at what I'd missed. It was the perfect size to put under my dryer so it wouldn't wobble.

Last weekend I cleaned out my bathroom drain.

The conglomeration of dirt, hair, dead skin, mouthwash, toothpaste, hairspray, mucus, cologne, and various other secretions and tissues had formed a unified funk of a substance. As I pulled it out I felt strongly repelled...yet strangely fascinated.

This is how I feel when I read Mike's posts.