Unbalanced Scales

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And shame on Texas too...>>

Monday Morning Mantra

"But now you must also rid yourselves of all such things as these: anger, rage, malice, slander, and filthy language from your lips." Collosians 3:8

"Refrain from anger and turn from wrath; do not fret—it leads only to evil." Psalm 37:8

"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." John 14:27

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33

Repeat 3X...And remain calm.

Cooked Goose

"And the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it." Ecclesiastes 12:7

"I know how much your loss must grieve you, "but here's a thought i'd like to leave you: Although you're sad remember that... now god is petting your pussycat. " Steve Martin from The Lonely Guy

There is an overwhelming amount of blessings in my life to be thankful for.

And this holiday gave me one more reason to relay...

A day full of Bailey's coffee, bloated cartoon balloons, a showering of the last golden Ginkgo leaves in Central Park, handmade Polish pierogies and bourbon spiked Egg Nog, made the meeting of my highly medicated neighbor, distraught in the stairwell a sobering halt to the indulgent festivities.

Mascara stained she screamed out, echoing off the marble steps, "Is he breathing?"

Whereas a thundering voice came from above, "I'm not an expert."

I was caught in the crossfire.

In my attempted escape to get out the door to breathe in Empire State's seasonal colors, she raised her blood stained eyes to mine and whispered my name, "...will you check?"

Feeling no pain myself, I make the ascent into a smoke filled room to rub my hand over the stiff, glazed eyed, nineteen year old Siamese and confirm that her pussy had indeed passed.

Does seeing another day make your grateful list?

Every Promise in the Book is Mine

“Let the message of Christ dwell among you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom through psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude in your hearts.” -Colossians 3:16

Do I believe him when he says, Religion Destroys? Sadly, I do.

Never before in my 27 years of self professing faith have I experienced such hatred rejection than I do in this city.

I am not what anyone would claim to call a mainstream Christian but I don't compromise the word of God.

If you thought otherwise, you've been listening to the self elevated man and his self serving interpretation for way too long.

I'm going to see him on Sunday and yes, I have my own opinions...

Jay Bakker>>

Have you thought about finding your own?

Because its just that good...



The Judd Girls from Kentucky put it best...

WHY NOT ME?

In Preparation

“Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name. For the LORD is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.” - Psalm 100:4-5

Or do you have other plans?

Does That Make Me Crazy?

"And as he was saying these things in his defense, Festus said with a loud voice, “Paul, you are out of your mind; your great learning is driving you out of your mind.” Acts 26:24

I blatantly walked out of the comedy sketch show I paid $5 for tonight. For one, the olives I bought at the bodega were threatening to leak into my bag and draw too much attention to the contraband they were and two, it absolutely had zero humor worth lending even a nervous laugh towards, let alone the Lincoln bill I had to pay Chase Manhattan Bank two dollars to attain.

No, I will not be introspective and blame it on my age and not understanding kids these days...

I just don't see the punch line in a boyfriend and girlfriend drinking Four Loko, screaming obscenities at one another, and throwing their newborn baby headfirst onto the floor.

Call me uptight.

So I walked by the Chelsea Hotel cursing Upright Citizens Brigade and their no refund policy, where I ran into a transvestite in five inch heels smoking a Virginia Slim. She? obviously needing company was quick to meet my acquaintance.

I simply told her, I was rushing to buy wine, go home, drink a healthy amount and write my blog.

And then the loaded question...

"What's your blog about honey?"

My head spun around once and I told her it was about my saved by grace salvation that keeps me out of foam rooms and loose in the confines of the crazy streets of New York to soak up the ill and experienced.

Is that about right?