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.

1 comment:

Derek said...

Your opinion counts more when you're in a position to foist it upon someone else.

And I'm telling Mr. Olson you don't know your New Testament books. Dude, 2 James? Eight years at St. John, followed by another 4 at North, and you can't get this one right? What were you doing that whole time? Forget about hell, now you're going to have to put up with me on this, and I'm not sure which is worse.