Does what I entitle this really matter?

Maybe I should not proclaim this as loudly as I do but what the hell…… I am a big fan of Penn and Teller’s Bull**** show. They are crude and down right mean for most of the show and it makes me laugh because generally I agree with them. For some weird reason they seem to be right wing….conservatists? Well maybe not so conservative but at least they don’t fall under the typical Hollywood p.c. bull****, they actually think for themselves and not what Sean Penn wants them to think.

This brings me to a random thought, how exactly did Sean Penn get his hands around the proverbial neck of Hollywood? He is an extremely overrated actor, he’s just an average actor. He certainly is not in the same class of Tom Hanks, Ed Norton, Kevin Spacey (who could have made a bunch of Barney movies after The Usual Suspects and would still be considered one of the best of all time.) Russell Crowe (who if he had not been shafted for A Beautiful Mind would be winning his third best actor award this year for Cinderella Man.) and Brad Pitt (I am forgetting that Troy was ever made). How does someone with such limited ability have such control over so many people who are afraid to think for themselves…. Wait I just answered my own question.

Anyways Penn and Teller Bull(feces) is really entertaining so I went out and bought their second season, which contains their show on the Bible. They of course conclude that the Bible is B.S. They interviewed an atheist with a PHD in something who argued against the Bible and some history professor at Western Michigan University. Here is what I concluded about the show.

1. Penn and Teller have no line they will not cross when they feel they are convicted about something.
2. I don’t think there are too many Christians and Jews out there watching their program every week, so who were they doing this show for?
3. I realize they are Michael Moore who do research, I tend to agree with, not as fat, and can make me laugh.
4. They interview people who will get their side pushed across the best.

The last was the biggest glaring weakness of the show to me. Rather than talk to a Bible scholar they talk to a professor of history who is a Christian. He of course is opposed by PHD Atheist man. HMMMMM I wonder who is going to come out looking the best on this one. (besides the fact that they can edit the interviews to say what they want.) The best was that they were so honest in their closing comments, “Hey we did this show so that there would be more Atheists. Elvis didn’t do no drugs.” (The quote was right along these lines but not word for word) At least they were honest with their agenda.

This show went against everything I believe and know to be true, but it was still entertaining. I can’t wait to get home and watch the PETA episode, man I am so annoyed by those people, and get back to agreeing with what they are saying.

Hold up, Rewind

Man, am I tired from this weekend…. Wait, rewind. He is officially an intern….. wait rewind OH MY GOSH SHE IS SO CUTE….. wait rewind. SHUT UP, ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW??!!!.... wait rewind. Welcome home. That’s probably a good place to start this.

So my last post I wrote on the plane ride home from Seattle, I think after this weekend I need to update. As of July 1st I am officially a high school intern at my church. Last night I was officially announced to all of our staff as the new intern. It was a good night with the staff at our first staff meeting of the new year, God has brought a lot of new faces to our staff.

So I get off the plane and take a days rest before going back to work, I am now working 40 hours a week at one office and 25 hours a week at the church. Needless to say I am busy, but I am adding 12 credit hours of school in August to boot. I will have no life soon.

Friday I got on one knee in front of the Palmercat Gal and asked her if she would spend the rest of her life with me. To which she replied,

Palmercat Gal: “Shut up! Wait are you being serious right now??!! Oh my God. Shut up! Wait are you being serious right now??!! Oh my God. Shut up…. Shut up….. Shut up…... Shut up……”

Me: (just sitting there smiling, hoping for an answer)

P.G.: (Leans forward and plants a big one on me)

Me: Is that a yes?

P.G.: Of course!

Yes it is true I am engaged, the Palmercat Gal has become the Palmercat Fiancé. For anyone who has talked to me recently knows that I have wanted to get a black lab puppy for a while. My thought was Palmercat Fiancé needs a dog for house, now that it will soon be our house the need for a dog has increased. After much convincing of my paps to help me raise a puppy I bought one yesterday. She is a black lab 9 weeks old and I have settled on the name Reagan. If I can figure out how to post a picture of her I will soon.

I took my brother with me to buy the dog and than we ran to my future home to show the future battle axe my/our new dog. She of course loved her than we drove home and met the other dogs that Reagan will be living with for the next couple of months. Headed out to church with puppy in hand and had a good time at church. Staff meeting was next and by the end of that Reagan…….. I was exhausted.

What a weekend. Fast forward, November 12 looks like the date for the ceremony

I'm Home!

Well I am home! For all who wondered why there has not been an update in a while its because I have been in Alaska for the past week and a half and had no Internet access. The trip was amazing, I got to see first hand students come to the knowledge of Christ, praise, God, and I also learned a lot of things on the trip. (I am actually going to post something on my meditations blog.) As for now I will try and recap a week and a half of events by giving my trip highlight reel. These are not necessarily listed in any order but just as they come to mind.

We had some our team working in the kitchen of the camp, and I mean working, they prepared the meals, cooked the meals, served the meals, and cleaned up after everything was done. They worked their tails off. There were a lot of funny things that occurred in the kitchen that I could speak of, but I will use this team to tell about something that baffled me. The kitchen staff is required to wear shoes, aprons and hairnets (hats) this helps prevent accidents, spills, and the ugly incident of hair in the food. There was a guy who worked at the camp for the camp for the entire summer, and I never saw him were a shirt with sleeves. Not that big of a deal……. Except for the fact that he was working in the kitchen! Your telling me that hair from the head is grosser than the armpit! I don’t think so scooter! That was just gross. There came a point where one of our girls in the kitchen said, “Hey I think we need to put hairnets under there,” (referring to his pits) I think that if we were all playing the would you rather game, and the question was would you rather eat a hair from my head or a hair from my armpit, we would all agree that head hair is the correct answer.

I think the best times of laughter occurred when we were just sitting around making fun the palmercat gal. I don’t mean to be mean, but she says the funniest things without trying to. There was one time when she came to wake us up from our afternoon nap and the exchange went like this: (also imagine this being said in the purest sweetest voice ever.)

Knock, knock knock

Gal: Ummmmmmmmm fellas? You awake?

Guys: NO

Gal: Ummmmmmmmm how bout now?

Guys: Yes

Gal: Ummm ok good.

For me the most humbling yet amazing moment came towards the end of the week of camp. It was one of our last chapels together and I was the speaker for the camp. The worship team had just finished playing and gave the queue to me to come up; just then 110 kids broke into a chant of Chris, Chris, Chris. It was amazing! They were cheering for me, but truly cheering for God. I did not do anything special during the week but teach Gods word as best I could…. rather as best as God leads me. It was amazing to hear kids chant my name for the simple fact that I was about to tell them a stupid story from my life and connect it to Gods word. They have been chanting my name but they were truly asking for God, humbling to dwell on.

Like always this become an essay and I will check back in a little with some more stories from the trip, I will try to be funnier and less introspective (this is of course to please Macleod.) Till next time.