Saturday, January 31, 2015
Which Reminds Me
While I was living in Virginia I remember that Katherine or someone was working at Americans for Robertson. One day someone called me from there and asked me to come in and take a test. I did go in and take the test. I usually test somewhere between 60-70 wpm which is good enough in case you were wondering. But then the week after that they closed their offices so I never got a call back from them. So I never did any work in politics. I took a typing test but my services were not needed there.
Which Reminds Me
How convenient for Trina to have an older brother named Barry who can go around shooting at innocent bystanders such as myself for imaginary wrongs never committed at least by me in order to defend her honor against imaginary attacks that actually never happened. I really don't remember much about Trina and I doubt that anyone gave much thought to the idea of tinkers and tailors and other book titles that we never read anyway or junk dealers that we never heard of. I never had an older brother to defend me in that way so perhaps I am fortunate in that way.
Friday, January 30, 2015
Which Reminds Me
Yes, what would you do if you were living in 19th century Germany and your own Militarist-Junker cousins were waving guns in your face and telling you they will kill you and steal all your stuff unless you do whatever they want? Wouldn't you fight back? Or you would just get so beaten down that you didn't care anymore. Whatever.
Which Reminds Me
Yes, I do remember that frequently told joke that was circulating widely about the person who used the hop, skip, jump method of biblical interpretation, opened his Bible to some random page and with eyes closed pointed to some verse at random. Opening his eyes he read, "... and Judas went out and hanged himself." Thinking there must be some mistake he repeated the process and the second time opened his eyes and read, "Go thou and do likewise." So this incident was widely cited as a solemn warning against using that particular method of Biblical reading and interpretation. However, well, other people have told many stories of opening the Bible at random and finding wonderful words of encouragement that spoke to them personally. So I supposed that God can use anything, even the wrong method of Biblical reading, to work his purposes.
Anyway, the Potter's field was a cemetery where poor people were buried and it was purchased by Judas using those 30 pieces of silver, in case someone forgot.
Anyway, the Potter's field was a cemetery where poor people were buried and it was purchased by Judas using those 30 pieces of silver, in case someone forgot.
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Which Reminds Me
And what all of this has to do with the John Birch Society I have absolutely no idea. I never spent much time researching the complicated story of John Birch, a Baptist missionary shot and killed by a soldier in China during World War II, so I really would not be able to comment on what that has to do with the price of tea in China. I am not a Baptist so I really would have no idea what that was all about. You are certainly not going to get any information out of me on that subject because I was not even born yet at the time. You could always try reading the book. 
Which Reminds Me
Anyway, is my name Miss Robertson that I should find myself compelled to contract with the nameless faceless hog mob of Iowa? Neither is there any Mrs. Pyle in existence to compel my allegiance to something in which I was never involved and have very little awareness of. Perhaps Ms. Bush should be asked to explain herself but I am not she. I would say that it is hard for me to understand how Katherine could remain employed for such a long time when she does such a lousy job of representing herself, much less anything of mine. She might have been funny in a brittle and humorless sort of way but I have no need of her services, myself being represented by Jesus himself, my Savior and Redeemer, so anyway Katherine should not expect to be getting any reward from me for nothing much.
Which Reminds Me
The options are Mr. Mrs. Miss and Ms. I rather despise the horrid Ms. magazine but I do like the option of avoiding a lengthy discussion about why am I still a Miss at my advanced age, what did I do wrong, didn't I like so-and-so and what about so-and-so and blah blah blah. Singleness is not an option for some people such as myself. It's just personal, not something to discuss with every Tom Dick and Harry out there who happened to notice something that is really none of his business.
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