I just had an interesting thing happen to me on the way back from lunch. I went down to the food court after running a couple of errands. I stopped at Arby’s and got thier new chicken wrap thing. As I'm going back to my desk an older lady gets on the elevator behind me. She had just gone to the deli just outside of our elevator bay.
After looking at what I was carrying she said “That deli has a really good salad bar. You should try it sometime.” My first thought was ‘that’s a random thing to say’. Then I thought ‘HEY! WAIT A MINUTE!’ I know I could stand to loose a few pounds, and yes eating at the salad bar would probably be a wiser choice than Arby’s, but give me a break. Of course, as she got off the elevator a floor before me she said "and their chocolate chip cookies are really good too.”
Unfortunately I wasn’t blessed with a quick enough tongue or I would have said ‘Let me tell you what happened when one of my co-workers ate at that salad bar. She got violently ill. I had to drive her home while she sat on the backseat in the fetal position. Enjoy your salad, you old #$%.!’
2005-01-28
Time To Panic In The Blinding Sunshine?
I have come to a strange realization. It’s one I knew would hit me eventually. My job is in a strange state of flux. I never thought I would say these words while working on this team, but I actually have room on ‘my plate’ for additional work.
I have spent the last two years with the feeling that I was managing to keep my head above water as the sharks were circling nibbling on my toes (obvious reference to Bob’s movie review theforensicdaily.blogspot.com go check it out if you don’t know what I’m talking about).
In case you don’t know, I do invoice for EDS on the GM account. Over the past two years I have done all the IT invoicing for OnStar, GMAC, MIC Insurance, Allison Transmission, and Product Development. For those of you unfamiliar with General Motors, these are all divisions of their business. In any given month my team invoices in the ball park of $100 million for various IT related services. My areas, during my tenure, have peaked out at one-fourth of that total, on average I have been invoicing give or take about $20M monthly. So, I’ve been pretty busy.
Recently though things are changing. My team is growing in personnel, and my invoicing responsibilities are shrinking rapidly. In January I gave up GMAC, MIC, and OnStar to another team member. This month I am giving up Allison. So all I have now is Product Development, and apparently quite a bit of time on my hands. Now, I am still having to train the people taking these invoice from me. I’ll still have to do some hand-holding through some of the stuff, probably through March. So it’s not like I’ll be sitting around doing nothing.
Yesterday was our due date for all the billing requests and packages. I’m used to four or five stacks, no less than six inches tall, of paper that needs to be processed in four or five days. This month, I’m looking at one stack.
I have begun exploring other opportunities within EDS. I’m looking at the possibility of joining a newly formed group back in Troy. I’ve turned in my resume and had a couple conversations with the manager. But it looks like nothing will be happening there at least until 2nd quarter. I also applied for job on our Navy account that would have me traveling a significant amount to the Washington DC area. My manager is aware of the former application, but not that later. She told me that she wants to shift my responsibilities slightly away from actual invoicing and more toward analysis, training, and misc. projects. That conversation is really the only thing keeping me from panicking about the greatly reduced work load.
As I’m sitting here typing this I am blinded by this strange orange colored orb in the sky. I can look out over the Detroit River looking from Casino Windsor to Belle Isle. It’s really a pretty nice view. There are huge chunks of ice floating down the river acting as barges for flocks of small birds. These ice barges are releasing steam into air (yes it’s that cold today). I sit with my back to window and my monitor facing the window. I’m struggling to read what I’m typing as the glare is blinding. Pull the shades you say? No Way! The sun is so rare this time of year I have to enjoy it while it’s actually visible.
I have spent the last two years with the feeling that I was managing to keep my head above water as the sharks were circling nibbling on my toes (obvious reference to Bob’s movie review theforensicdaily.blogspot.com go check it out if you don’t know what I’m talking about).
In case you don’t know, I do invoice for EDS on the GM account. Over the past two years I have done all the IT invoicing for OnStar, GMAC, MIC Insurance, Allison Transmission, and Product Development. For those of you unfamiliar with General Motors, these are all divisions of their business. In any given month my team invoices in the ball park of $100 million for various IT related services. My areas, during my tenure, have peaked out at one-fourth of that total, on average I have been invoicing give or take about $20M monthly. So, I’ve been pretty busy.
Recently though things are changing. My team is growing in personnel, and my invoicing responsibilities are shrinking rapidly. In January I gave up GMAC, MIC, and OnStar to another team member. This month I am giving up Allison. So all I have now is Product Development, and apparently quite a bit of time on my hands. Now, I am still having to train the people taking these invoice from me. I’ll still have to do some hand-holding through some of the stuff, probably through March. So it’s not like I’ll be sitting around doing nothing.
Yesterday was our due date for all the billing requests and packages. I’m used to four or five stacks, no less than six inches tall, of paper that needs to be processed in four or five days. This month, I’m looking at one stack.
I have begun exploring other opportunities within EDS. I’m looking at the possibility of joining a newly formed group back in Troy. I’ve turned in my resume and had a couple conversations with the manager. But it looks like nothing will be happening there at least until 2nd quarter. I also applied for job on our Navy account that would have me traveling a significant amount to the Washington DC area. My manager is aware of the former application, but not that later. She told me that she wants to shift my responsibilities slightly away from actual invoicing and more toward analysis, training, and misc. projects. That conversation is really the only thing keeping me from panicking about the greatly reduced work load.
As I’m sitting here typing this I am blinded by this strange orange colored orb in the sky. I can look out over the Detroit River looking from Casino Windsor to Belle Isle. It’s really a pretty nice view. There are huge chunks of ice floating down the river acting as barges for flocks of small birds. These ice barges are releasing steam into air (yes it’s that cold today). I sit with my back to window and my monitor facing the window. I’m struggling to read what I’m typing as the glare is blinding. Pull the shades you say? No Way! The sun is so rare this time of year I have to enjoy it while it’s actually visible.
2005-01-25
Cute Young Russian Woman
The 'small group' bible study gathering went pretty well last night. Of the potential 20 people eleven showed up, but I know of at least four that couldn't come yesterday but will be there next week (which I am also hosting). My livingroom was pretty tight, I'm not sure I can fit up to 15 in there. I guess I'll have to move everyone downstairs next week. We'll see how it goes.
This looks like a pretty good group of people. It is certainly an interesting mix of culture, religous and career backgrounds. Lots of different points of view can be a very good thing in this type of gathering.
This got me thinking over the weekend. As you may, or may not know, there are two things that I really hate about living by myself. Those are grocery shopping and cleaning. I avoid them as much as possible, but eventually you have to do them. I started joking with a friend that I wish I could pay someone to do those things for me. Then the more I cleaned the more I thought I 'should be' paying someone to do this. So the questions come to mind; how much does it cost? how do I get intouch with people that do this kind of stuff? can I find a cute young Russian woman to do this for me cheap? Hmmm, lots of potential here but where to start? Any thoughts out there?
This looks like a pretty good group of people. It is certainly an interesting mix of culture, religous and career backgrounds. Lots of different points of view can be a very good thing in this type of gathering.
This got me thinking over the weekend. As you may, or may not know, there are two things that I really hate about living by myself. Those are grocery shopping and cleaning. I avoid them as much as possible, but eventually you have to do them. I started joking with a friend that I wish I could pay someone to do those things for me. Then the more I cleaned the more I thought I 'should be' paying someone to do this. So the questions come to mind; how much does it cost? how do I get intouch with people that do this kind of stuff? can I find a cute young Russian woman to do this for me cheap? Hmmm, lots of potential here but where to start? Any thoughts out there?
2005-01-24
Twenty People?
I was a shut in for much of the weekend. Saturday morning I woke up to at least 8-10 inches of snow, possibly even a foot (I didn’t actually measure it). The snow was deep enough that I had difficulty opening my side door, which is about 6-8 inches above the driveway. I had planned to go to the Auto Show, but that wasn't happening.
After waiting until the snow stopped I made my way out to the garage at about 1:00 to fire up the snow blower. This would be the snow blower that I got for free from my neighbor, that he got used from someone else. This thing looks as old as me. The last time I used it I fought with it for about a half hour trying to start it and keep it running. So I had an idea what I might be in for. I pulled the starter cord over and over and over with no luck. I fought with it. I swore at it. I kicked it. I tried talking nice to it. Nothing worked. It would not start. In desperation I called my Dad to see if he could suggest something. He said ‘I’m not doing anything I will be right over to help.’ He gets there and plays around with it for a few minutes. Pulls the cord three or four times, and nothing happened. Finally it started, and then ran just fine while I cleared the drive. Of course it was about 4:30 by the time I finished. So most of my day was shot.
Today, I am hosting the first meeting of my new small group Bible study. I use the words small group rather loosely. When I volunteered I thought I was looking at 8 to 10, maybe 12 people. I found out yesterday that the list has swelled to about 18 to 20. Yikes! I’m not sure my house is big enough for that many people all at once. Fortunately this first night is just a social thing rather than actual bible study. So I can send a group of people down stairs to use the pool table or whatever. Should be interesting.
Another interesting thing happened yesterday. My bowling team was, yet again, facing one of the best teams in the league, and yet again heading toward a disappointing loss. The first game we started with an 80+ pin cushion (due to out ever growing handicap). The other team beat us by about 15 pins. I won’t say what my score was. Let’s just say I was more than 15 pins under my average.
The second game we watched as our lead evaporated yet again. Like the first time we were in a close game heading into the 10th frame. I had recovered with a 141 game, but I left an open in the final frame. It came down to our last bowler. We had to get a good count on the first throw and a spare on the second. Our last bowler is, well, let’s say he’s not Kirk Gibson in the 1988 World Series. But wouldn’t you know it, that’s precisely what he did. He finished the frame with a strike, followed by a spare. We ended up winning by about 20 pins. Suddenly my team, and me, believed we could walk away with more than just two points for the fifth straight night of bowling.
In the third game none of bowled great, but we all bowled around our averages, or maybe a tad bit over. Our opponents were getting noticeably frustrated that they weren’t whipping out that handicap deficit as easily as the first two games. This time heading into the tenth we had maintained about 65 of our 80+ pin cushion. I had forgotten what it was like to win 6 of 8. Since my team has plummeted from fourth to tenth (out of ten teams), since early November, these 6 points won’t do much for us in terms of quickly climbing the ladder. However, I’m hoping that we have turned a corner and can build on this, *insert any cliche' you like here*.
A weekend that started out with me reduced to a shut-in ended on a high note. Hopefully I’ll be able to hold myself together with 20 people running around my house tonight.
After waiting until the snow stopped I made my way out to the garage at about 1:00 to fire up the snow blower. This would be the snow blower that I got for free from my neighbor, that he got used from someone else. This thing looks as old as me. The last time I used it I fought with it for about a half hour trying to start it and keep it running. So I had an idea what I might be in for. I pulled the starter cord over and over and over with no luck. I fought with it. I swore at it. I kicked it. I tried talking nice to it. Nothing worked. It would not start. In desperation I called my Dad to see if he could suggest something. He said ‘I’m not doing anything I will be right over to help.’ He gets there and plays around with it for a few minutes. Pulls the cord three or four times, and nothing happened. Finally it started, and then ran just fine while I cleared the drive. Of course it was about 4:30 by the time I finished. So most of my day was shot.
Today, I am hosting the first meeting of my new small group Bible study. I use the words small group rather loosely. When I volunteered I thought I was looking at 8 to 10, maybe 12 people. I found out yesterday that the list has swelled to about 18 to 20. Yikes! I’m not sure my house is big enough for that many people all at once. Fortunately this first night is just a social thing rather than actual bible study. So I can send a group of people down stairs to use the pool table or whatever. Should be interesting.
Another interesting thing happened yesterday. My bowling team was, yet again, facing one of the best teams in the league, and yet again heading toward a disappointing loss. The first game we started with an 80+ pin cushion (due to out ever growing handicap). The other team beat us by about 15 pins. I won’t say what my score was. Let’s just say I was more than 15 pins under my average.
The second game we watched as our lead evaporated yet again. Like the first time we were in a close game heading into the 10th frame. I had recovered with a 141 game, but I left an open in the final frame. It came down to our last bowler. We had to get a good count on the first throw and a spare on the second. Our last bowler is, well, let’s say he’s not Kirk Gibson in the 1988 World Series. But wouldn’t you know it, that’s precisely what he did. He finished the frame with a strike, followed by a spare. We ended up winning by about 20 pins. Suddenly my team, and me, believed we could walk away with more than just two points for the fifth straight night of bowling.
In the third game none of bowled great, but we all bowled around our averages, or maybe a tad bit over. Our opponents were getting noticeably frustrated that they weren’t whipping out that handicap deficit as easily as the first two games. This time heading into the tenth we had maintained about 65 of our 80+ pin cushion. I had forgotten what it was like to win 6 of 8. Since my team has plummeted from fourth to tenth (out of ten teams), since early November, these 6 points won’t do much for us in terms of quickly climbing the ladder. However, I’m hoping that we have turned a corner and can build on this, *insert any cliche' you like here*.
A weekend that started out with me reduced to a shut-in ended on a high note. Hopefully I’ll be able to hold myself together with 20 people running around my house tonight.
2005-01-18
Maybe I’ll give up pop for Lent
Ok, I think I can officially say that I am hooked on ‘Committed’. If you haven’t seen it yet, it’s a new show on NBC. It is really hard to explain what it’s about. Basically you’ve got two people that are both nuts, but very likeable. They fall in love, and…let the hilarity begin.
I’ve been thinking all day about Derek’s comments basically about wondering why he refers to himself as Lutheran rather than just a Christian. To me it’s more of clarification rather than trying to be exclusionary or implying that you’re better than the other denominations. Although that leads me to my next thought that the denomination you choose should be better than the rest, for you.
Each denomination has basically the same core beliefs. But they each have their own take on many different elements of the rest of the Bibles teachings. I think that each person, if they question if they are in the right denomination, needs to do their homework to find the right church for themselves. This doesn’t make one denomination right and another wrong. But it does make some denominations more right than others.
I’ve also started thinking about the whole giving up something for Lent thing. I don’t usually do that. But, I had the idea planted in my head by a friend over the weekend. It was perfect timing. I just opened my latest issue of National Geographic, which has a cover story about caffeine and our nations dependence on it. There is a great quote in this article that says “the principal reason the caffeine is used around the world is to promote wakefulness. But the principal reason that people need that crutch is inadequate sleep.” In other words “We use caffeine to make up for a sleep deficit that is largely the result of using caffeine.”
There are photos of what the caffeine element actually looks like. It’s pretty disgusting. One picture looks like sugar, or what I might imagine cocaine to look like. Another picture shows caffeine being shoveled out of a vat of liquid. It looks like a shovel full of sludge, or maybe snow/slush that is dirtied from road grime. And I drink this stuff every single day.
Maybe I’ll give up pop for Lent.
I’ve been thinking all day about Derek’s comments basically about wondering why he refers to himself as Lutheran rather than just a Christian. To me it’s more of clarification rather than trying to be exclusionary or implying that you’re better than the other denominations. Although that leads me to my next thought that the denomination you choose should be better than the rest, for you.
Each denomination has basically the same core beliefs. But they each have their own take on many different elements of the rest of the Bibles teachings. I think that each person, if they question if they are in the right denomination, needs to do their homework to find the right church for themselves. This doesn’t make one denomination right and another wrong. But it does make some denominations more right than others.
I’ve also started thinking about the whole giving up something for Lent thing. I don’t usually do that. But, I had the idea planted in my head by a friend over the weekend. It was perfect timing. I just opened my latest issue of National Geographic, which has a cover story about caffeine and our nations dependence on it. There is a great quote in this article that says “the principal reason the caffeine is used around the world is to promote wakefulness. But the principal reason that people need that crutch is inadequate sleep.” In other words “We use caffeine to make up for a sleep deficit that is largely the result of using caffeine.”
There are photos of what the caffeine element actually looks like. It’s pretty disgusting. One picture looks like sugar, or what I might imagine cocaine to look like. Another picture shows caffeine being shoveled out of a vat of liquid. It looks like a shovel full of sludge, or maybe snow/slush that is dirtied from road grime. And I drink this stuff every single day.
Maybe I’ll give up pop for Lent.
2005-01-16
Old Lady Smell
Have you ever had one seemingly insignificant event snowball to effect, and even ruin, your whole day? I had that kind of day today. I woke up, on a Saturday, at about 7:30. I had decided last night to use a movie pass I got at work (read previous post). Well the theater I had to go to is in Novi, which is a fair distance from my house. In fact it’s about a 40 minute drive with virtually no traffic. I didn’t fully realize this when I headed out.
I got to the theater and quickly realized that the majority of the people gathering were old enough to be my grandparents. I was listening to rants about their grandkids not being able to find work after graduating from law school. I heard one lady complaining that she is being denied her pension benefits because she can’t technically retire because her ‘disability’ won’t let her serve out the mandated time-served-formula.
Then it hit me. Ok, more like it hit my nostrils… the smell of old woman. I know you’ve smelled it. It’s difficult to describe, but very recognizable. It started out very faint, almost indiscernible. But it grew. But, by that time the crowd and grown and I was trapped in my row of seats. I was still in a descent mood then, so I figured I’d deal with it, and everything would be fine.
About ten minutes or so into the movie I realized this wasn’t worth the price I paid for the free pass. It was ridiculously awful. Which meant my mind was wandering and then I started thinking about the smell. By the end of the movie I had to get out of there. I felt myself getting grouchier by the minute. The fresh air outside didn’t help because my coat had been sitting next to smelly old lady. The fumes invaded my nostrils all the way home.
My mood for the day was set and there was little I could do to get back on track. Now, I did get a few productive things done around the house. I even ventured out into public again. But quickly decided that I wanted no more direct human contact for today.
All this because of old lady smell.
I got to the theater and quickly realized that the majority of the people gathering were old enough to be my grandparents. I was listening to rants about their grandkids not being able to find work after graduating from law school. I heard one lady complaining that she is being denied her pension benefits because she can’t technically retire because her ‘disability’ won’t let her serve out the mandated time-served-formula.
Then it hit me. Ok, more like it hit my nostrils… the smell of old woman. I know you’ve smelled it. It’s difficult to describe, but very recognizable. It started out very faint, almost indiscernible. But it grew. But, by that time the crowd and grown and I was trapped in my row of seats. I was still in a descent mood then, so I figured I’d deal with it, and everything would be fine.
About ten minutes or so into the movie I realized this wasn’t worth the price I paid for the free pass. It was ridiculously awful. Which meant my mind was wandering and then I started thinking about the smell. By the end of the movie I had to get out of there. I felt myself getting grouchier by the minute. The fresh air outside didn’t help because my coat had been sitting next to smelly old lady. The fumes invaded my nostrils all the way home.
My mood for the day was set and there was little I could do to get back on track. Now, I did get a few productive things done around the house. I even ventured out into public again. But quickly decided that I wanted no more direct human contact for today.
All this because of old lady smell.
2005-01-14
Has The Ice Cube Melted?
Tomorrow morning I am going to see a sneak preview of the new movie “Are We There Yet”, starring Ice Cube. It’s supposed to be a family comedy about a guy that takes his girlfriends kids on a road trip to win them over. Come on? Ice Cube one of the innovators of gangsta rap is doing this kind of movie? Has he gone soft? Has the Ice Cube Melted?
I got this pass from a woman who works in my building. She runs some kind of movie club, and is always handing out free passes like this. I had nothing better to do at 10am on a Saturday. Why not? I’m not so sure about how this movie is going to turn out. I’ll have to check back in with you to give it a review.
A noteworthy change seems to be taking place at my job. As you may, or may not, know I’m not a fan of my boss. Over the past two years she’s done some completely unreasonable and unbelievable things to my co-workers and me. I won’t get into any real details. Let’s just say she has a reputation among her peers; and it’s not a good rep. She recently had a kid and returned from maternity leave. Since then she’s been oddly nice, and dare I say…human. We’ve just gone through a very stressful and busy system change in which we are switching to a totally new way of collecting, reviewing, and reporting on the financial data. This has resulted in working a serious amount of overtime. The old version of my boss would have given us a very hollow ‘thanks for hard work’ followed by an implied ‘now get back to work’. This new incarnation of my boss offered us a heartfelt thanks and a comp day off. This may not sound like much, but for my company, for my organization, and for my boss, this is nearly groundbreaking. I have to ask the question again. Has the Ice Cube melted?
I got this pass from a woman who works in my building. She runs some kind of movie club, and is always handing out free passes like this. I had nothing better to do at 10am on a Saturday. Why not? I’m not so sure about how this movie is going to turn out. I’ll have to check back in with you to give it a review.
A noteworthy change seems to be taking place at my job. As you may, or may not, know I’m not a fan of my boss. Over the past two years she’s done some completely unreasonable and unbelievable things to my co-workers and me. I won’t get into any real details. Let’s just say she has a reputation among her peers; and it’s not a good rep. She recently had a kid and returned from maternity leave. Since then she’s been oddly nice, and dare I say…human. We’ve just gone through a very stressful and busy system change in which we are switching to a totally new way of collecting, reviewing, and reporting on the financial data. This has resulted in working a serious amount of overtime. The old version of my boss would have given us a very hollow ‘thanks for hard work’ followed by an implied ‘now get back to work’. This new incarnation of my boss offered us a heartfelt thanks and a comp day off. This may not sound like much, but for my company, for my organization, and for my boss, this is nearly groundbreaking. I have to ask the question again. Has the Ice Cube melted?
2005-01-12
It’s the end of the world and I’m going to hell.
So, what are you going to find on this blog? Like any other site of this kind I’ll be offering my thoughts and opinions on everything from current events to things in my life. Hopefully I’ll be able to make it somewhat interesting to anyone who has taken the time to actually read this stuff. In the grand scheme of things I know that my opinion doesn’t matter anymore than anyone else’s. But I’ve got the mike now and I get to say pretty much anything I want to! Enjoy.
I’m finding it pretty interesting watching the national media recently with all the devastating events taking place around the world; the unbelievable tragedy from south Asia to east Africa, the mudslides, floods, and destruction in California, and now the weird up and down weather in the Midwest. Could these all be signs that the world is finally coming to an end? Possibly. Depending on the person you ask all sorts of prophecy could be used to make the argument that we’ll soon be meeting our maker.
I say the biggest clue of our impending doom is the story that is just starting to show it’s measure out of the tiny California hamlet of Hollywood. That story is the split of Jennifer Anniston and Brad Pitt. Hollywood’s ‘perfect’ couple is no more. What message does this send to people around the country, nay, the world? If the two most perfect humans can't live together with all that wealth and privilege what hope does the average American trying to find Mr. or Miss Right have. What chance do I have out there in the dating scene if these two can’t keep it together?
I’m probably doing a very bad job of hiding my sarcasm. But I’ve come to a conclusion that I can’t be sarcastic about. I am likely going to hell for a couple of things I’ve caught myself doing recently. A couple months ago I’m sitting on the couch channel surfing. I come across the Catholic channel and get sucked in by the monotone drone of a group of nuns reciting the ‘Hail Mary’. I found myself entranced and unable to change the channel. I watched as the camera showed the faces of the individual nuns participating in this solemn event. All the sudden the camera focused in a young nun, and I found myself thinking ‘Hey, she’s kind of cute.’
If that wasn’t enough to get into the express lane, this may be. Last week I was having a discussion with a friend who is in my small group bible study. We were discussing the books of the New Testament. I was convinced that there were two books of James (James I and James II), he said ‘no you’re probably thinking of the three John books. I ended up betting him five bucks that I was right. I placed a bet on the books of the Bible. Yeah, I’m going to hell. Oh, and just for the record, there’s only one James. There are two Peters, and three Johns (ok four really), but only one James.
I’m finding it pretty interesting watching the national media recently with all the devastating events taking place around the world; the unbelievable tragedy from south Asia to east Africa, the mudslides, floods, and destruction in California, and now the weird up and down weather in the Midwest. Could these all be signs that the world is finally coming to an end? Possibly. Depending on the person you ask all sorts of prophecy could be used to make the argument that we’ll soon be meeting our maker.
I say the biggest clue of our impending doom is the story that is just starting to show it’s measure out of the tiny California hamlet of Hollywood. That story is the split of Jennifer Anniston and Brad Pitt. Hollywood’s ‘perfect’ couple is no more. What message does this send to people around the country, nay, the world? If the two most perfect humans can't live together with all that wealth and privilege what hope does the average American trying to find Mr. or Miss Right have. What chance do I have out there in the dating scene if these two can’t keep it together?
I’m probably doing a very bad job of hiding my sarcasm. But I’ve come to a conclusion that I can’t be sarcastic about. I am likely going to hell for a couple of things I’ve caught myself doing recently. A couple months ago I’m sitting on the couch channel surfing. I come across the Catholic channel and get sucked in by the monotone drone of a group of nuns reciting the ‘Hail Mary’. I found myself entranced and unable to change the channel. I watched as the camera showed the faces of the individual nuns participating in this solemn event. All the sudden the camera focused in a young nun, and I found myself thinking ‘Hey, she’s kind of cute.’
If that wasn’t enough to get into the express lane, this may be. Last week I was having a discussion with a friend who is in my small group bible study. We were discussing the books of the New Testament. I was convinced that there were two books of James (James I and James II), he said ‘no you’re probably thinking of the three John books. I ended up betting him five bucks that I was right. I placed a bet on the books of the Bible. Yeah, I’m going to hell. Oh, and just for the record, there’s only one James. There are two Peters, and three Johns (ok four really), but only one James.
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