Finally! A day off!

Thursday night, after putting im my 40 hour week, i went home, had a couple of beers and went to bed at 8:30 pm. I had to be back at the office at 6 am to open, then go to a meeting at 8:30. I finished my day at 6 pm, and didn't want to do anything! So please forgive the lack of a post yesterday.

Since this is my day off after Spring Break week and all the whiners complainers, and "do you have anything for one night for seven adults and twleve children?" folks, I plan to do very little talking. Have a great day!

All praise the Flying Spaghetti Monster! A billboard promoting the His pastaness has sprung up in Baltimore. Here's a link to a picture.

I really hate Spring Break. I'm sure every school kid in Texas hates being dragged to Fredericksburg so Mom can shop on Main Street. But why do parents take their kids on Spring Break anyway? For that matter, why do parents take Spring Break? And why do they insist on waiting until the last possible minute to book something for 13 people?

I really need to get out of retail. Or hospitality industry. Whatever you call it.

I saw a blog the other day while surfing Blogmad that complained about the current "persecution of Christians" in this country.

What persecution of Christians?

Christians made "Happy Holidays" a curse word a few months ago. Bills were introduced into Congress requiring the respect of Christian symbols. And "The Book of Daniel" was cancelled after two episodes as a result of Christian protests.

In Washington, DC, a 9th grade art teacher was suspended for suggesting that his advanced students who interested in pursuing their education in art take life drawing classes. You know, drawing nudes.

He never said, by the way, that his students had to take the classes, nor that they shouldn't tell their parents. He simply recommended the classes.

Well, naturally, everyone freaked out because their darling children might see boobies, buttocks or penii; and a highly respected art teacher could lose his job.

At one time in our history, Christianity was the driving force behind art. Now, Christianity has adopted the model of Islam and is beginning to prohibit depictions of the human body. Before long, getting into the National Gallery of Art will require an ID, and no minors allowed!

The only persecution that is going on involving Christians is just their persecution of anything they dislike.

When I worked at Super S, in a clever marketing ploy, we put candy right by the check-out lane. Candy is an impulse buy, and young kids are particularly impulsive. And when they scream at just the right frequency and length, no parent can refuse them. Especially, today when the punishment for putting a rock into the TV is a 20 minute "Time Out." And if your little darling kills the neighbor kid "just to see what it was like," then he could go a whole week without TV.

Today, kids who can't concentrate in school are called "indigo kids" and are treated like the real world equivalent of superheroes. (See the link in my previous post) But could it be that parents need to be stricter with their kids? Here's a story that suggests that just may be the case.

Here's a story about Dusk, an "indigo child." Apparently, indigo children have special powers, like telepathy and empathy. Some churches beleive that inidgo children are the next phase in human evolution.

Too bad none of the churches beleive in evolution.