One of the funniest things I saw this month occurred during the fourth quarter of the Iowa State, Kansas exhibition game in Dublin Ireland. A walking wall of a kid named Orange who played for Iowa did a perfectly imperfect diver down on the field. The problem with this was 1.) he probably weighed three and a half bills, dwarfing everyone else, and 2.) when no one seemed to buy his bravura performance, he tried to sell a referee knocking him over. I am not familiar with this particular event and have no idea if the refs were brought over from the U.S. or if this was some Irish person who just wasn't having it, but it was darned funny.
Maybe I'm just an easy laugher.
Today I explained to a woman that I have plastic prosthetic lenses in my eyes that enable me to see after ten months of blindness and a chest full genetically engineered cow parts that do a pretty good job of keeping me alive.
Did I really find all of this funny or even a source for joy?
Well, yes I do. The prospects of blindness being a thing of the past is evidence of God's goodness to us. And frankly, John Cena would be so much more attractive to me if he would just moo once in a while. Oh, well.
I should get to the point. This website has been turned from a once-ambitious 'zine to a passion project. I prepaid for four years without thinking about how much I would change, what I would feel called to do and how I might go about doing it. At best, maybe people will see themselves in the stories, at least, maybe they'll realize compassion is not only a superpower, it is one they possess. I'll bump to a stop here and get busy. Oh, and Hi!
Peace,
Jas
Maybe I'm just an easy laugher.
Today I explained to a woman that I have plastic prosthetic lenses in my eyes that enable me to see after ten months of blindness and a chest full genetically engineered cow parts that do a pretty good job of keeping me alive.
Did I really find all of this funny or even a source for joy?
Well, yes I do. The prospects of blindness being a thing of the past is evidence of God's goodness to us. And frankly, John Cena would be so much more attractive to me if he would just moo once in a while. Oh, well.
I should get to the point. This website has been turned from a once-ambitious 'zine to a passion project. I prepaid for four years without thinking about how much I would change, what I would feel called to do and how I might go about doing it. At best, maybe people will see themselves in the stories, at least, maybe they'll realize compassion is not only a superpower, it is one they possess. I'll bump to a stop here and get busy. Oh, and Hi!
Peace,
Jas
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