Social revolutionary mourned

Famed revolutionary NotLiberal is being mourned the world over today. NotLiberal bravely took one for the team and was sent into exile where he was denied free expression within the brogosphere. Administrators of SIO, angered by recent "acts of webrog hooliganism", made an example of NotLiberal, who was caught in the act of posting a comment. He sent a message to fellow revolutionaries after being banned, encouraging them that he would continue the fight for free speech. "My voice will be heard, no matter how many punishments I am given. I will be a marytr to my cause. Peace be with you, for I am one of you."
Candlelight vigil to be held Friday at the park. Donations may be made to the Me Fund.

So it's illegal... so what?

Well, this looks like fun. I'm sure most of the people who go underground in Paris are freaks and worse, but it sounds beautiful nonetheless. Maybe I'll go there on my mythical future trip to Europe.

Don Juan Triumphs?

Molly, Hazel, and Dana were eating their supper when John Paul VanMeplenschepink sauntered up.

“Molly,” he began in a soft, concerned voice, “I noticed that Will isn’t here again. I just wanted to take the opportunity to offer you this!” He extended his cupped hands, and ceremoniously deposited a cherry into Molly’s upturned palm.

“Um, thanks, Pink…”
“Do you know what this is, Molly?” He spoke her name caressingly. Seeing her puzzled expression, he decided to elaborate. “What does it look like, Molly?”
“A cherry, Pink.”
“A heart, Molly. My heart. I’m giving it to you. Cherry-ish it forever.”

Dana and Hazel snorted simultaneously. Pink smiled serenely, confident in the knowledge of his ability to amuse the ladies with his suave and clever ways. He often tried out “pick-up lines” on Molly, on whose approval he absolutely relied.

Molly, smiling broadly, handed the cherry back to it’s gallant owner. “Thanks, Pink, but I don’t like cherries.”

“You’re giving it back to me? I gave you my heart, which means it became yours. That means that what you’re really doing now is giving me YOUR heart! Oh Molly! I will keep this cherry forever!” With that, he sailed off triumphantly, sure of having put one over on the unattainable Miss Palmer.

But one scant year ago...

I was in Canada. This is not a particularily important anniversary in and of itself, but what is important is the reason I was there. Indeed, the reason ended up being quite important. For it is now officially one year since Justin and Marion met in person. For various reasons disclosed to some of you at diverse times and in sundry manners, that weekend was not fun at all. Justin still maintains that he really enjoyed himself, and he suffers under the delusion that Marion and I did as well. We're happy for him, but we were miserable. Still, 365 days after the emotional rollercoaster and several months after their wedding, it all seems worth it. Strange as it seems, the absurdly tall, pun-ny Baptist with the ugly religious tie that we met that day turned out to be the perfect man for my best friend. And it's been a blessing to see the two of them so happy together.
I would be remiss if I did not also mention another first anniversary. Tomorrow will be one year since the last time Justin made his fabulous Lemon Chicken Parmesan for me, and it's not that I'm fishing for an invitation to dinner or anything, but it WAS really good and it HAS been a year...

Mack the Knife + Common Metre = Good Clean Fun

A fun thing to do is to take hymn (or psalm!) lyrics and put them to unexpected tunes. "Amazing Grace" (or any song set to Common Metre) goes with any number of fun tunes, including "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer", the theme to "The Flintstones", the theme to "Gilligan's Island", and my personal favorite, "The House of the Rising Sun". The Blind Boys of Alabama did a recording of the latter and it's pretty sweet. I read that "Guide Me Oh Thou Great Jehovah" fits the tune of Abba's "Super Trouper". I listened to this song several times in a row today and can now conclusively say that my source was mistaken. This would take quite a bit of streching, with notes left, sad to say. Too bad. A fun one to try would be "Jesus Calls Us O'er the Tumult" to "Mack the Knife".
Many suggestions of this ilk, as well as funny organist antics, are to be found here. Maybe I should try bribing an organist at my church..

Discuss

I choose to be a calvinist because I was predestined to become one.

Yes, well...

So you see, the thing is, I have literally no idea what I will blog about. I don't even remember at this moment why I decided to start a blog. Oh well. Is anyone else terrified of the Red Hat Ladies?