Dr. Freeman Dyson called the global warming / climate change movement a "worldwide secular religion” known as environmentalism...which is exactly what I've been saying for years.

Amazing how the Bible's coming to be. Isaiah flat out foretells that the wisdom of the wise will become incoherent, and this climate change crap is the perfect example. Not only that, it's being used almost like the tower of Babel--to put man on the same level as God.

It's a long read, but worth your time...

Hello Friends,

It's been a while since I've been on the site. Unfortunately, what began as a difficult season 18 months ago continues unabated. Two weeks ago, I was diagnosed with a 58-letter version of cancer. In the end, they got the tumor out of my leg with clear margins all the way around. So that's the good news. On the downside, they are wondering whether my compromised auto-immune system leads me vulnerable to these types of growths. And as this is a particularly aggressive form of cancer that can manifest anywhere in the body (it's not organ specific), that would be problematic. In the surgeon's words, "If that had shown up in your lung, you'd be a dead man." Nice and uplifting.

On top of that, the boys and I were rear-ended about 8 days ago. They appear to be fine, with only E complaining of neck pain. As for me, this fine young driver (who was driving on a suspended license) caused me to slam my head into the side door post (even though I was belted). Since than, I've been hospitalized for disassociative episodes where I experience a "break" with reality. It's as if the mother board is completely aware that the system is running a faulty program, but is incapable of shutting the program down. There's a more technical term for it, but it's eluding me at the moment.

All that to say, it's been a cruddy 2009 starting with my dad's health and now continuing with this. So please, don't interpret my lack of presence on this site as a loss of interest in our friendship. It's just been a spectacularly bad year thus far.

Blessings,
Scott

Scott--looks like you won't have to have to take that visit to the proctologist this year...

So uh... I have apparently befriended an alleged incestuous pedophile sex offender. I met him, his wife and daughter at our public playground. Our kids played together, and I talked to the parents and had a good time. Since then, we've met up at the local children's bookstore; the kids play together and the parents talk and have fun. I see him at the lunch room about every day, and have a pretty comfortable / casual relationship with the guy.

Either way this turns out, it's awful. The wife is a vengeful b*tch who is hellbent on personal destruction, or the guy's evil. *taps into microphone* People, this is why I moved from DC...to get away from this kind of thing...

Well now that I'm not running around like a chicken with my head cut off, I can finally respond to Scott and Greg's posts.

Do I like being in my 30s? I'm actually indifferent to the 30s part (now). Turning 30 felt like a big deal...like I was getting old. Now I think "old" is partly a state of mind. I don't feel old. Heck, Joshua wears me out because he is so high energy - but watching him be completely entertained because I put him in a box and push him around the living room...that's just fun for both of us. I think if I were younger, I wouldn't appreciate that.
On the other hand, there are parts of me that know I'm 30+. I used to be able to get up and get out of the house in 20-25 minutes. I don't have the strength/willpower to do that anymore. I average 3-4 visits to some doctor each week! (Back, foot, teeth, allergies, and plain old doctor) Sure this is (hopefully) temporary, but it's freaking ridiculous. And part of it is because I'm tired of "sucking it up" - probably because I'm old.

Do I miss youth? I have found memories of it for sure. In high school, I miss staying up til 4 in the morning "because I could." In college, I miss the crazy adventures, crappy movies, midnight run for donuts, serious discussions about converting our dorm room into a "beach"... In a strange way, I miss the first years of marriage when the budget was so tight that our leftover cash at the end of a month was literally counting spare change. Yet, we got by and had a good time enjoying the simple things in life. Sometimes I catch myself missing those days.
Then I ask myself, what's so bad about where I'm at now? I like to complain about work. I "like" to stress myself out, but the fact of the matter is that life is pretty good. God has really taken care of us. And how cool is it that I can talk to you guys about this some 13 years after meeting you?

Now, as a responsible adult, I'm going to bed so I can get a good night sleep. If you want to know the one thing I miss most about youth - its naps.