WWJD
"37But he answered, "You give them something to eat."
They said to him, "That would take eight months of a man's wages[a]! Are we to go and spend that much on bread and give it to them to eat?" 38"How many loaves do you have?" he asked. "Go and see."
When they found out, they said, "Five-and two fish." 39Then Jesus directed them to have all the people sit down in groups on the green grass. 40So they sat down in groups of hundreds and fifties. 41Taking the five loaves and the two fish and looking up to heaven, he gave thanks and broke the loaves. Then he gave them to his disciples to set before the people. He also divided the two fish among them all. 42They all ate and were satisfied, 43and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls of broken pieces of bread and fish. 44The number of the men who had eaten was five thousand."
Go ye forth and seed generously.
Man, I can't believe I hadn't seen this comparison before today. That's so apt, and so funny. You know what's not funny? This Proposition 8 crap, still going. I am pretty sure that marriage is not a religious institution, or Renee and I would not have done it like we did. We would have gotten a priest of Freyr imported and done it right, in the eyes of the gods.
I didn't sleep last night, and now I feel funny. I have to stay awake when I get home, so I can get back on a normal sleep cycle, so I'll work on my scooter. I still think the gas mixture was off, and now I can't even remember how to get to the spark plugs to check, and I don't remember where the carburetor is, and various other things.
I rode my bicycle to work, a little, today. I say a little because the school is atop a hill, which is steep, and I am weak. I am puny, a little man. And I don't think I put enough air in my tires. I need to figure out that whole "psi" thing re: my bicycle.
On the plus side, I don't know what's going on any more at work. Since my old boss is gone, my boss's boss is going to be run ragged, and I don't know what that means for me. I don't know if other cats are working this week. All I've done today is help two people with their computers, organize the lost and found into books, clothes, and not books or clothes. That's right, I can sort in ternary. Then I watched an episode of the Colbert Report and a few episodes of The Daily Show. I also emailed Joe Biden to tell him I think he's a dick for being against gay marriage and net neutrality.
They said to him, "That would take eight months of a man's wages[a]! Are we to go and spend that much on bread and give it to them to eat?" 38"How many loaves do you have?" he asked. "Go and see."
When they found out, they said, "Five-and two fish." 39Then Jesus directed them to have all the people sit down in groups on the green grass. 40So they sat down in groups of hundreds and fifties. 41Taking the five loaves and the two fish and looking up to heaven, he gave thanks and broke the loaves. Then he gave them to his disciples to set before the people. He also divided the two fish among them all. 42They all ate and were satisfied, 43and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls of broken pieces of bread and fish. 44The number of the men who had eaten was five thousand."
Go ye forth and seed generously.
Man, I can't believe I hadn't seen this comparison before today. That's so apt, and so funny. You know what's not funny? This Proposition 8 crap, still going. I am pretty sure that marriage is not a religious institution, or Renee and I would not have done it like we did. We would have gotten a priest of Freyr imported and done it right, in the eyes of the gods.
I didn't sleep last night, and now I feel funny. I have to stay awake when I get home, so I can get back on a normal sleep cycle, so I'll work on my scooter. I still think the gas mixture was off, and now I can't even remember how to get to the spark plugs to check, and I don't remember where the carburetor is, and various other things.
I rode my bicycle to work, a little, today. I say a little because the school is atop a hill, which is steep, and I am weak. I am puny, a little man. And I don't think I put enough air in my tires. I need to figure out that whole "psi" thing re: my bicycle.
On the plus side, I don't know what's going on any more at work. Since my old boss is gone, my boss's boss is going to be run ragged, and I don't know what that means for me. I don't know if other cats are working this week. All I've done today is help two people with their computers, organize the lost and found into books, clothes, and not books or clothes. That's right, I can sort in ternary. Then I watched an episode of the Colbert Report and a few episodes of The Daily Show. I also emailed Joe Biden to tell him I think he's a dick for being against gay marriage and net neutrality.