Bookstooge Pros:
Ego big enough to repel a Star Destroyer.
Extremely good looking.
Reads a lot, so knowledgeable on many subjects.
Looks dashing in a cloak.
Predator Pros:
Invisible.
Has a spaceship that can kill you. And you. And you. All at the same time.
Likes to kill things, like you.
Bookstooge Cons:
Not a real person (that’s actually pretty big if you want to get nit picky).
Muscles aren’t as big as basketballs.
No spaceship (not a deal killer but it does give the high ground to The Pred)
Predator Cons:
Plug Ugly!
Can only read weapons manuals (no poetry for you ol’ softies).
Also not real.
So, who would you bet on in:
A) A pizza eating contest
B) Cultivating a flower garden for the summer
C) Performing an interpretive rain dance
The fate of the free world rests on your decision dear reader, so vote wisely!
Obviously, with me being able to pump out garbage like that, I’ve had a good week!
Sabbath was a very relaxing, restful kind of day. It was just what I needed to finish off last week.
Sunday was our church’s annual picnic. It’s the one time a year I get to play volleyball and I enjoy every second of it. I pay for that enjoyment the next day, as diving to the ground to save the ball hurts a little more now. But just to be clear, the ground has gotten much tougher, I’ve not gotten softer 😉
I’ve been looking forward to playing some casual volleyball ever since March. So what happens? It decides to rain. It didn’t rain all morning. We set the tents and tables and chairs up between 10-11am and while cloudy, no rain. We started the 3 grills around 11:45 and no rain. People start showing up at 11:55am, and voila, it starts to sprinkle. Then it starts to rain. Everyone huddled under the tents, but they weren’t rain proof and they started leaking. So everyone got umbrellas, under the tents. Funny thing is, the harder it rained, the better my mood! After we’d all eaten and hollered at each other (nobody was doing more walking than they had to), all the young people decided that playing volleyball in the rain was the thing to do. So they did. That is when I realized I’m fully middle aged. I was not even tempted the tiniest bit to go out there and play. So I watched and enjoyed myself.
It is good to be reminded of where I am in Life. It is also good to be reminded where others are too. But I’m still going to judge them for not being the Ultimate Pizza Slayer like yours truly.
