Always more work to be done
So we finished up pouring the nice people in Mission's front sidewalk last night, and instead of doing the broom finish which I'm used to, we did the much more expensive exposed agrigate finish, which I had never done before. Very interesting, yet more work, so I dunno. Brian is the master of exposed ag, you might even say he's a concrete ninja. Actually you might say he's alot of things. But I digress.
We wanted to get a second batch of concrete for today, or tomorrow, but all the concrete businesses are so stinkin busy, we can't get it till next Wednesday. So Brian furrowed his brow in throughtful contimplation and tried to decide what to do for four days, since the next step there is pouring the slab. I piked up and suggested the deck which needs to be built on 238th, and he agreed. We figured we could get that deck built in the time remaining. How wrong we were.
After two hours of pulling apart the existing deck this morning, we soon realized that not only would we have this done easily by Wednesday, but more likely we'd have it done tomorrow, no problem. Which, in effect, means I might get Monday, the holiday, off. Of course I don't really care, it's just another day to lay around doing nothing and feeling guilty about it. Cause it's not like I have a life. Stupid people with their stupid lives. Brian did the whole "Rob is in such a hurry to start dating again" thing again last night while we were talking to Bob, the guy who owns the house out in Mission, and I almost gave him a piece of my mind for saying that. Honestly, even if it was true, and be it as it may that it might be a little, it's annoying hearing old, married people tell me how great it is for me to be single at my age. Oh, right, thanks, you've been married since like before I was born, you probably don't even remember what it's like being single. It's not all cherries, lolipops and unicorn farts, let me tell you what. Especially when you see all your friends around you dating, marrying or just skipping the middle man and just having children. Not that I want all that, but honestly when I was younger I expected to follow in my father's footsteps and be married with kids at this age, and it's a hard thing to shake. Besides, updating journals obsessively is a poor replacement for human interaction, in case anyone had any doubts, fun as it is. But I digress.
My roast beef got cold. Thanks.
And yes, I still ate it.
Alright, well I've been thinking about something deep and.. umm ponderful(?) since our meeting Tuesday night at Matt's house, and I just want to share a few thoughts on it. I think that it might be something you've never considered, and five you something to think about as well. Maybe you even have some input or educated information on the subject. I highly doubt it though and wont be holding my breath.
The topic which came up was the Big Bang theory, and how creationists and evolutionists percieve the beginning. Most people on the creation side of the table believe in the 6 day creation, be it in literal 24 hour days or figurative days, while the other team is rooting for the 10-20 billion year theory. There's alot of speculation on the creation side between the literal and figurative days, but I stress the point that either is ok, there's a right answer but we'll never know till we die anyway so it has no impact whatsoever on the important stuff. But alot of Christians want to believe that God created the universe in place over six days, and that carbon dating is totally wack because the Earth is only 6 thousand years old anyway. The issue with this is that carbon dating and things like that may or may not be accurate, but if you think about how long it really takes for light to reach the earth, some of those stars took billions of years for their light to get here anyway. So figure that out. Most people who don't want to figure that out like to think that when "God put the stars in place" he not only stuck them out in space, but in our deep black night sky too. Now, this is the safe, warm and fuzzy theory, which taken absolutely no brain power to think through and leaves you with a smile cause you feel like you understand everything and such. But why not just dig a little deeper? I think I will.
The gentlemen who opened this topic happens to be of the "6 days is 10-20 billion years" side, which there's nothing wrong with cause in the end God created man and we walked with donosaurs and no evolution was involved. But apparently there's a theory he was working with where time isn't the same everywhere, so while 6 days may pass in one place, billions of years may have passed in another. It's like how time measured on the surface of the sun would be much different than time measured on Earth, simply because of a bunch of physics and math I really don't understand.
Again, I don't really unstand all that, but that was the theory he was working with. He also mentioned that he believed in the Big Bang, where alot of matter came shooting out of a single point. This was a wildy unpopular theory in the room, but I offered a few thoughts on the notion. You see, like I was saying earlier, most Christians like to think that God put everything in place over 6 days, and then after a quick cat nap on the seventh he hit a cosmic play button and everything went from pause to go. Be honest with yourself, that's how you always thought it happened - I know I did. What I then considered was then, a what if. What if God blasted all this matter out of a single point at a super high velocity. It would explain how the universe is expanding, wouldn't it? Which is why they have that theory in the first place. It would explain the age of the earth, how the stars got in our sky, and people say "well the moon is moving away from the Earth and if it was any closer or any further away life wouldn't be able to exist." Well that's true, but where was it six thousand years ago? Pretty close to the same spot, right? And even though Galaleo proved that we wernt the center of the universe (in your face Catholics) maybe God waited for the perfect time on the perfect planet in the cosmos to create his chosen people. I mean, before we took it for granted and like totally screwed it up. The other thing to think about is that in the last like hundred years, we've found that the speed of light, which we believed to be a constant, is slowing down. Granted, we are being able to measure it accurately, but it does appear for a certanty that it is indeed slowing down. But imagine, during the Big Bang, if there ever was such a thing, there would have been massive amounts of energy, or light, everywhere spilling forth at amazing speeds. Over time, it may have slowed down. Just something to think about.
I can't offer you any citation on any of this simply because I'm too lazy to do the research myself, but if you look it up you can find that I'm not just spouting off gibberish, and I hope at the very least I've given you something to think about. So what do I believe, you ask yourself? Me, I don't even really care which way it is to be honest, I just like to think about the possibilities. Either way it doesn't change that God created everything, Man messed it up, Jesus lived a perfect life to die for all my sins, and now that I've accepted the truth I'm going to walk through those pearly gates when my nose is sticking out of a wooden box. And that's just the way it is.
We wanted to get a second batch of concrete for today, or tomorrow, but all the concrete businesses are so stinkin busy, we can't get it till next Wednesday. So Brian furrowed his brow in throughtful contimplation and tried to decide what to do for four days, since the next step there is pouring the slab. I piked up and suggested the deck which needs to be built on 238th, and he agreed. We figured we could get that deck built in the time remaining. How wrong we were.
After two hours of pulling apart the existing deck this morning, we soon realized that not only would we have this done easily by Wednesday, but more likely we'd have it done tomorrow, no problem. Which, in effect, means I might get Monday, the holiday, off. Of course I don't really care, it's just another day to lay around doing nothing and feeling guilty about it. Cause it's not like I have a life. Stupid people with their stupid lives. Brian did the whole "Rob is in such a hurry to start dating again" thing again last night while we were talking to Bob, the guy who owns the house out in Mission, and I almost gave him a piece of my mind for saying that. Honestly, even if it was true, and be it as it may that it might be a little, it's annoying hearing old, married people tell me how great it is for me to be single at my age. Oh, right, thanks, you've been married since like before I was born, you probably don't even remember what it's like being single. It's not all cherries, lolipops and unicorn farts, let me tell you what. Especially when you see all your friends around you dating, marrying or just skipping the middle man and just having children. Not that I want all that, but honestly when I was younger I expected to follow in my father's footsteps and be married with kids at this age, and it's a hard thing to shake. Besides, updating journals obsessively is a poor replacement for human interaction, in case anyone had any doubts, fun as it is. But I digress.
My roast beef got cold. Thanks.
And yes, I still ate it.
Alright, well I've been thinking about something deep and.. umm ponderful(?) since our meeting Tuesday night at Matt's house, and I just want to share a few thoughts on it. I think that it might be something you've never considered, and five you something to think about as well. Maybe you even have some input or educated information on the subject. I highly doubt it though and wont be holding my breath.
The topic which came up was the Big Bang theory, and how creationists and evolutionists percieve the beginning. Most people on the creation side of the table believe in the 6 day creation, be it in literal 24 hour days or figurative days, while the other team is rooting for the 10-20 billion year theory. There's alot of speculation on the creation side between the literal and figurative days, but I stress the point that either is ok, there's a right answer but we'll never know till we die anyway so it has no impact whatsoever on the important stuff. But alot of Christians want to believe that God created the universe in place over six days, and that carbon dating is totally wack because the Earth is only 6 thousand years old anyway. The issue with this is that carbon dating and things like that may or may not be accurate, but if you think about how long it really takes for light to reach the earth, some of those stars took billions of years for their light to get here anyway. So figure that out. Most people who don't want to figure that out like to think that when "God put the stars in place" he not only stuck them out in space, but in our deep black night sky too. Now, this is the safe, warm and fuzzy theory, which taken absolutely no brain power to think through and leaves you with a smile cause you feel like you understand everything and such. But why not just dig a little deeper? I think I will.
The gentlemen who opened this topic happens to be of the "6 days is 10-20 billion years" side, which there's nothing wrong with cause in the end God created man and we walked with donosaurs and no evolution was involved. But apparently there's a theory he was working with where time isn't the same everywhere, so while 6 days may pass in one place, billions of years may have passed in another. It's like how time measured on the surface of the sun would be much different than time measured on Earth, simply because of a bunch of physics and math I really don't understand.
Again, I don't really unstand all that, but that was the theory he was working with. He also mentioned that he believed in the Big Bang, where alot of matter came shooting out of a single point. This was a wildy unpopular theory in the room, but I offered a few thoughts on the notion. You see, like I was saying earlier, most Christians like to think that God put everything in place over 6 days, and then after a quick cat nap on the seventh he hit a cosmic play button and everything went from pause to go. Be honest with yourself, that's how you always thought it happened - I know I did. What I then considered was then, a what if. What if God blasted all this matter out of a single point at a super high velocity. It would explain how the universe is expanding, wouldn't it? Which is why they have that theory in the first place. It would explain the age of the earth, how the stars got in our sky, and people say "well the moon is moving away from the Earth and if it was any closer or any further away life wouldn't be able to exist." Well that's true, but where was it six thousand years ago? Pretty close to the same spot, right? And even though Galaleo proved that we wernt the center of the universe (in your face Catholics) maybe God waited for the perfect time on the perfect planet in the cosmos to create his chosen people. I mean, before we took it for granted and like totally screwed it up. The other thing to think about is that in the last like hundred years, we've found that the speed of light, which we believed to be a constant, is slowing down. Granted, we are being able to measure it accurately, but it does appear for a certanty that it is indeed slowing down. But imagine, during the Big Bang, if there ever was such a thing, there would have been massive amounts of energy, or light, everywhere spilling forth at amazing speeds. Over time, it may have slowed down. Just something to think about.
I can't offer you any citation on any of this simply because I'm too lazy to do the research myself, but if you look it up you can find that I'm not just spouting off gibberish, and I hope at the very least I've given you something to think about. So what do I believe, you ask yourself? Me, I don't even really care which way it is to be honest, I just like to think about the possibilities. Either way it doesn't change that God created everything, Man messed it up, Jesus lived a perfect life to die for all my sins, and now that I've accepted the truth I'm going to walk through those pearly gates when my nose is sticking out of a wooden box. And that's just the way it is.