A Magnificent Display of Genius

Today in class I witnessed the brilliance of a man under duress. Sitting in my class on the Synoptic Gospels we went around the entire class with each student illuminating a historical contextual issue that's relevant to the book of Luke. I mean, we're talking Herodian dynasty, rich vs. poor and so on. With five minutes left in the session there are only two of us remaining. The professor turns to my new hero & asks what he learned in prepping the contextual issue. Hero says, "Can I ask a different question real quick?" Upon receiving the affirmative response, Hero replies with, "When did women start shaving their legs?" WHAT?!?! Collectively we dissolve into laughter and class ends. Walking alongside him I had to know, "What made you think to ask that?!" and he says... "Actually, I just didn't do the homework and didn't have any information to present." The level of creative intellect in action so impressed me I think I'll never do homework again. Just kidding - I'll do homework, but it will be in memory of the most amazing display of emergency wit I've ever witnessed.

MySpace is killing me

Again... seen on the m'space inbox circuit:

just wanted to say hi cuss i say hi to all the girls i think are cute oh and cuss i said hi u can hit on me now

and...

your so sexy marrie me

Two random strangers sent these messages to me last week. SERIOUSLY!??!!? What did I do to deserve such whacko treatment. Okay, I can think of a few things I've done to deserve it, but nothing to warrant it. On what basis do men place their assumptions that approaching women in such a manner will result favorably for anyone? I've met quite a few decent blokes in my day... I just wish they'd share their wisdom with the lesser evolved laddies.

The NEW funniest thing ever...

Party Like a Blogstar....

We're so totally famous, my Tawny & I, it's simply preposterous. Thanks to all my anonymous readers, I've been thoroughly humiliated in the new knowledge that you exist :)

So, add one more bit of brilliance to the "I-Couldn't-Make-This-Stuff-Up-If-I-Tried" files:

Received this evening on myspace, the following missive, "new to myspace,31 year old gaymale looking for female friends,in my opinion everygirl needs a gaymale bestfriend to listen to your boytoy problems, pick out your shoes, clothes purses/handbags and KEEP JERKS AWAY he he get back girl HUGGS=)"

I'm not kidding. Some random fella decided to offer his queerness for my benefit. If I knew who he was, I'd consider taking him up on it.

Til next time...

At some point I just wonder...

... if God isn't just barfing with the stupid things I do. I had this experience tonight that seemed awfully allegorical to my experiences nearly immediately prior. I'll share only the former. I was driving home from Sacramento & ran into a wee bit of rain on the interstate. I saw a car that was behaving rather erratically, no doubt the result of erradic guidance on the part of its driver. I pulled back a teensy distance to ensure safety, and not a mile later saw that very same car drift across lanes, overcorrect, hit enough water to lose control & spin into the car parallel to it. They both careened out of control, across the two lanes of traffic & coasted downhill towards me while spinning into the guard rails. I'm watching this happen & trying to stop slowly enough so as not to lose control of my own vehicle, nor to create a point of collision for the car behind me - and yet halt quickly enough to not smash into the already distressed vehicles. I manage to do so successfully, smack on my hazards & pull to the side to help. By this time I saw another car stop & race to the drivers & so I thought it best to call in professional help before attending to the possible wounds. I stepped out of the car in order to assess the situation better & was put in contact with the world's DUMBEST dispatcher. The wind nearly drowned her out & I was relieved when the call dropped due to inclement weather. I was not so relieved to be out in the frigid rain and otherwise unpleasant elements. I made my way over to the drivers & ensured their well-being before being on my way. For all the drama, they were both physically unscathed. I returned to my car and cautiously made my way home.

During that last leg of the trip I found myself marvelling at the impotent prescience I seem to possess. Indubitably I was aware of the pending disaster this moron driver posed. Furthermore, I was certain that I do not inherently contain the skills necessary to address all incidentals. For all that, I still couldn't bring myself to not partake of the flow of events. Even though this situation ended relatively well - I was still ill-equipped to be a player in "the game." And I wonder if God was just shaking His head, knowing full well that I drove full-speed ahead into a chain of happenings that I'd be horribly unable to cope with. I suppose I just think it's sad that I make as many mistakes as I do and that they're the same kind of mistakes - over estimating my abilities and engaging in arenas in which I'm hopelessly inept.

Wow, my first serious blog ever. Tawny, enjoy :)