Lunchtime Rant / Cat Musings
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VELDA, LOSE THE RED - IT DOESN'T COMPLIMENT YOUR EYES
Last night I put away the work and school hats and decided to take some time to chill. Much needed time, I might add - I've had responsibilities coming out my ears lately.
So. I sat down with a cold beer and leftover onion rings and scanned Hulu for something I haven't seen a million times already, or at least haven't seen in the last couple of years.
The pickings were slim, but I did come up with something that fit the bill eventually - 'The Miracle Maker'. My stepdaughter being with her father for Passover, I felt it was strangely appropriate, so I fired it up.
The movie itself was pretty negligible, although the cast they put on Jesus was interesting - they made him out to be just a little coo-coo, even though all the healing folks and getting up out of the tomb, etc still happened in the storyline.
But. What I want to know is this - WHY, I ask you, does it seem like when folks become involved with religion to any degree involving commitment, do they also pick up this weird lingo that seems to go along with it?
"Have a blessed day."
"Glory to God."
"What a blessing."
"Just gotta rebuke that devil."
It's really weird - like there's a whole subset of buzzphrases that combine to form a new way of talking for these people. Having been there myself a long time ago and in a galaxy far, far away, I can attest to that. Seriously, guys - let your hair down for a minute. Jesus doesn't have to come into a discussion about whether or not Obama's going to OK the execution of Somali pirates, or baseball scores, etc.
If you know what I'm talking about and think you have a rational explanation for it, I welcome your comments.
RELEASED FOR GOOD BEHAVIOUR
In other news, my wife and I decided yesterday that keeping my hunting cat in a cage when he's clearly able to walk and jump is a pretty lame thing to do, so we axed the cage except at night. He's happy with it - he's been spending his mornings and afternoons with me in my downstairs office, snoozing peacefully.
What an incredible comeback - two weeks ago he was barely able to move, and we were told by his doctor that if we'd brought him in much later, he wouldn't have made it. Now, he's back to hopping up on things, and even catching spiders again, albeit slow-moving ones.
Still hates to take his medicine, though.
That's all for now, folks - I know how some of you gnaw through your own lapels waiting for my next riveting update, so I'll try and keep the delay low, but a man can't be a slave to his fanbase, you know. Till next time, maybe take a Valium or something - raggedy lapels are bad for your chances at promotion.
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