Well, if Brant Hansen can tell a joke that garners both blank stares and spit-take laughter, I’ll give it a shot.
If you’ve had any exposure to science, you’ll probably get this. You may not think it’s funny, but you’ll get it.
There’s this farmer, and he has these chickens, and they won’t lay any eggs. So he calls a scientist to help. The scientist then does some calculations and he says, “I have a solution, but it only works for spherical chickens in a vacuum.”
Stolen from CBS’ The Big Bang Theory.
If you read CRN.Info, then you may have already read this — I wrote it over there about 6 weeks ago. I’ve written several posts over there lately, but most of them don’t stand on their own, or would require too much backstory.
In comparing two versions of Graceland, I note about the one that’s not in Memphis:
The Christian version of Graceland has been cheapened to a brief stop between a tour of Sun Studios and a ride on a riverboat.
Read more here.
Through a link to a link to a link to a link to a link, I stumbled on the video of Journey’s “Separate Ways”* circa 1983. A few random thoughts (keeping in mind that the 80s were “my” era, so I can poke fun).
* This YouTube video link will take you to the actual YouTube page — the author disabled embedding, so I can’t do my usual thing of having a separate window pop up.
Russell D Moore examines the fact that Jeremiah Wright is hardly alone and that the error in his teaching is much broader than black liberation theology. Here’s a tidbit:
This past Sunday, Easter Sunday, the new pastor at Trinity United Church of Christ preached from the biblical account of the crucifixion of Jesus, but did so as illustrative of the controversy over Wright. In some other churches all over the country this past Sunday, the account of the crucifixion and resurrection was utilized as illustrative of finding hope when you’re hopeless, of finding a light at the end of your tunnel. In both cases, the preacher is fitting Jesus into a preexisting storyline. He is not calling his hearers to find themselves in the storyline of a crucified, buried, resurrected Jesus. Jesus is a mascot, just for different agendas, none of which will last a minute past the Judgment Seat.
HT to Justin at Between Two Worlds.
Part of Hillary Clinton’s 1996 trip to Bosnia — the one that she “mis-spoke” about, remembering non-existent gunfire — included a USO show featuring actor/comedian Sinbad and singer Sheryl Crow.
As part of her earlier comments on the trip, and how it qualifies her with “experience”, Clinton claimed that “[w]e used to say in the White House that if a place is too dangerous, too small or too poor, send the First Lady.” (Never mind that her husband made the same trip two months before, or that it was so dangerous that she took her 16-year-old daughter.)
But Sinbad’s reaction to that statement is priceless:
What kind of president would say, “Hey, man, I can’t go ’cause I might get shot so I’m going to send my wife . . . oh, and take a guitar player and a comedian with you.”
This whole thing shows that she doesn’t have the experience she needs — she’s not nearly a good enough liar to be President — in fact, she probably ought to be kicked out of the Senate. What’s particularly disturbing is that she’s married to an expert. The Clinton marriage has often been classified as a “marriage of convenience”. There is, of course, plenty to back that up. And yet, she even squandered that.
This country is actually considering the idea of electing someone as President who can’t even remember whether someone tried to kill her or not?
I’ve noted before that I’m a Sid Bream fan. About three months ago, I started using Google Alerts and his name was one of the first alerts that I created. I’ve gotten maybe 75 article hits in that time.
“The Slide” was over 15 years ago! Dude, get over it, already! This is starting to make Camp’s obsession with Driscoll, or Silva’s with Bell, seem almost normal.
Almost.
Send an urgent email to someone on the east coast at 5:47 PM. Be sure to mark it with a return receipt too. When you don’t hear back in eight minutes, leave a breathless voicemail, as well.
To paraprhase Yakov Smirnoff, I love this company.
It’s snowing right now.
UPDATE: I found out after the fact that Tim Challies was down here on business that day. He obviously brought the snow with him from Toronto.
He is risen! He is risen, indeed!
No, not Jesus — Jeremiah Wright. What the #$^& does Jesus have to do with Easter?
To be bored is to turn down cold whatever life happens to be offering you at the moment. It is to cast a jaundiced eye at life in general including most of all your own life. You feel nothing is worth getting excited about because you are yourself not worth getting excited about. To be bored is a way of making the least of the things you often have a sneaking suspicion you need the most. To be bored to death is a form of suicide. -- Frederick Buechner, Whistling in the Dark
