me like sheep

melikesheep — Wed, 21 Mar 2007 18:04:10 +0000

Steve Harvey Introduces Jesus Christ

I was never that crazy about Steve before…

Strike One

melikesheep — Tue, 20 Mar 2007 20:15:00 +0000

I desperately want to know that life is more than getting to work and making a sloppy slash through the previous calendar day. Click. The Sharpie is now recapped, and here we go again.

Al Gore, I want to bear your green children.

melikesheep — Tue, 27 Feb 2007 15:05:00 +0000

So this past Sunday was the annual celebrity worship event we know as the Academy Awards. Why is this night the be all, end all of accomplishments? I get it. People accomplish great things, and we want to reward them for it. But this has gone beyond rewards. This is idolatry. Speeches are filled with “I couldn’t have done this without so and so… this award is for them”. God’s name is tossed about here and there, even in sincerity sometimes, but when we start singing Hallelujah choruses in celebration of the nominees, I can taste the throwup in my mouth. If we get a greater sense of joy when being in the presence of an “environmentalist” than being in the presence of the creator of the environment, we should probably re-evaluate our hearts. Celebrity: It’s a chasing after the wind.

don’t put the heidi before the cart

melikesheep — Fri, 19 Jan 2007 13:44:00 +0000

Heidi is a gentle and quiet creature. When she ventures forth in public, she generally keeps to herself, avoiding awkward conversations with strangers. It is her nature. She knows no other way. This is why, when Heidi goes to the grocery store, she usually says, “i’m alright”, when the bagger at Publix asks if she needs any help getting the groceries to her car; however, Heidi will occasionally agree to some help, and this is when the fun begins. So now she’s got to step up and be a leader. She’s got to direct traffic so this guy can follow her to her car, which, i might add, is probably the only acceptable time for a stranger to follow you to your car. He’s got your junk, and he wants to put it in your trunk. And you want the whole ordeal to be over as soon as possible. And so does Heidi. So she’s successfully pointed out her car and opened the trunk. Good, no bodies in it this time. Now what does she do? I mean, what do you do? Well, she doesn’t really know what to do. Should she help? Should she get in the car, ready to leave? Should she stand around by the side of the car so as to make sure there is no funny business or bread squishing? This will all be over soon, she thinks to herself. By this time, she has opened her driver side door and is standing there, ready to get in as soon as Publix man shuts the trunk. He does. She offers up a “thanks” and a half-wave. Phew. Heidi gets in her car, puts on her driving gloves (she has a skin condition), cranks up the Yanni, and is off to make herself a sandwich with her unsquished bread.

5th grade beauty queen

melikesheep — Tue, 16 Jan 2007 16:40:00 +0000

i was a masterpiece of mess.

sometimes i just wanna be part of the crowd

melikesheep — Mon, 15 Jan 2007 20:09:00 +0000

I am not much different from you. I just wonder how much I would like to share about my life with voyeuristic strangers (and friends) like myself. I am still debating…