I promise to do better, unless I don’t.

I got a comment today!  From one of our original inspiration bloggers, Reese.  Hi Reese!!!

So naturally, I clicked on the DISQUS link to reply to the comment.  I like to reply or at least “like” our comments.  I find encouragement better than … well … ambivalence. 

Anywho.  When I got over to my DISQUS site, there were several comments that I had not seen before.  Some were weeks old. 

WHAAAA???!!!

One of the reasons I installed that system was so that I’d get a notification when we have comments, and so that I could reply to individual comments.  This is not making me happy.

I am going to have to spend eons a bit to troll around my account there and figure out why some of you wonderful people fell through the cracks of our place here.  Now, mind you, it’s held together with chewing gum and fruit roll ups around here, but that’s no excuse.

I apologize if you feel neglected or even worse, ignored.  I’d never want any of our virtual friends to feel that way.

So like I said.  I’ll do better.  I’ll try to do better. 

I promise.

Stupid spam (literally)!

Somehow I have been chosen to be the lovely recipient of an advertising email scheme.  Now I get 2 or 3 emails a day from different email addresses (I spam them every time.) 

I don’t know if it was the signing up for coupons, rebates or free samples or maybe filling out surveys.  Imma stop all that from now on.  Some things aren’t worth the hassle. 

But the point of this post is the randomly generated words that are in the body of the email.  If ever there was a true use of the word random, this is it.

Some make me laugh out loud, some just make you tilt your head to the side and make the “whaaaa?” face. 

Here’s a sample of what I’ve been greeted with in my inbox lately.

microscope waif

resplendent creampuff because

YourOldMelodiousnessWithYourMindWithYourselfWithViagraSuperActivePills  (oneword)

finger pilot rhetorical                              and ribbons

mirrors brides   

beyond parking lot

asteroid aboutsomewhat

grand piano behind toothpick because

scythe over

ThanksForReadingThisRandomWhineyPostHaveAGreatDay!

ps.  That last one, I made up. 

Do you believe in scientists?

I usually don’t do this. But I’m gonna. I’m going to rant for a bit. I’m not steaming or anything but sometimes ridiculousness just needs to be outed.

We had our usual prayer night tonight at church. The kids go into the back (with supervision) and we put on some music, dim the lights and have some prayer time instead of the usual bible study. We do this once a month.

Apparently, one of the adults found accompanying the children more appealing. I’m only saying that to tell you that this particular man is not usually one of our teachers. He’s never really with the kids. But he was tonight.

Somehow the conversation went from chores (the boys have to do some to earn badges) to video games. Once this man found out that our boys play video games, he was fit to be tied. He had an argument/conversation with my children trying to persuade them that video games are bad and they should not play.

One of the points the man made to my oldest was that scientists have proven that VGs are what is wrong with kids today. He also said that he was going to have a talk with the pastor (my husband) and within 10 minutes, he would change Dave’s mind about how we are raising our children.

Well.

I am just going on a limb here. We left early because Dave had to get some stuff done for a meeting at our church’s state offices tomorrow. That conversation never happened. It is probably in that man’s best interest that it didn’t. He was pretty hot while Davy was telling us about it.

I get it. Kids can’t be spending their whole day with a controller in their hands. And ours don’t. But it ebbs and flows. They get a new game and it’s all they want to do. For a few days. Then they beat it and turn their noses up until the next one. And that’s few and far between. I can’t afford to be buying a new game every month, so…

But the best part. The absolute best part was his lead in to his argument.

Yes he said that. “Do you believe in scientists?”

And my 13 year old son refrained from laughing in this man’s face (so proud of him for that) and just said “Yeah.”

When a barely teenage boy is brighter than you (I think this may be the case here), you probably shouldn’t be relying on science to back you up.

All night long after that we were laughing and substituting stuff for Davy’s rebuttal. “Yeah, but do you believe in Game Designers? I’m pretty sure they play video games.”

“Do you believe in rainbows?”

“Do you believe in potato chips?

“Do you believe in grass?” To which we reply, “Yes, but not this time of year.”

Ugh. Whatever.

Sometimes all you can do is laugh and then move on.

Well, that’s all. Rant over. Carry on with your lives. But I want to know.

Do you?