Standard Fare

Standard fare for Blogs is personal info, which is usually a picture and a paragraph.  But that standard makes me feel like I’m on eHarmony.  So, I’m inclined to blog outside the box.  Hummmm… imagine that.

Besides, does it matter what I look like?  If it does, there will be a picture floating around sooner or later. Hopefully, there won’t be many ‘cause I don’t think I’m photogenic.  I think I’m way cute, but don’t take pictures well.

Ehem…

I’ve got some grey hair-had it since I was about 27.  I have some vanity inside here somewhere but it hasn’t compelled me to use the Grecian Formula or endless visits to Ms. Clairol.  The pictures won’t show that I’m tall: 6’5″ or 6’6 depending on who does the measuring.  And the pics might not capture the ornery glint in my eye.

I suppose I should tell you what I do when I’m not deliberately poking and prodding; when I’ve put the charcoal away and am not grilling sacred cows or spray-painting icons like a prankster.

(By the way, I do all this … because it is fun… hehehe… and I’m indwelt with perpetual orneriness. I am non posse non ornery.  A little Reformation Theology language for you.)

Anyway, what are my interests?  I dance West Coast Swing, East Coast Swing, Night Club Two Step, a touch of Hustle and Cha Cha, so I can be found on the dance floor if one knows where to look.  If I’m not on the hardwood you will probably find me riding a bike-one with pedals-or sitting in Texas Hold’em tournament only playing American Airlines or Cowboys.  Or maybe I only play 7 2 off suit and the Doyle Brunson.  I guess you’ll have to come find out.  >snicker<

Some of you are already scandalized.  Oh well… that won’t be the last time that happens.

What I said above begs lots of questions.  I know. You are itching to ask me questions that help define my spiritual pedigree. The savvy will note a striking lack of such overt information.  Does it matter what kind of Christian I am?  Does it matter if I’m a sinner or a saint?  Does it matter if I’m somebody important?   Does it matter that if I am no one from nowhere?   Or that my preference for blonds or brunettes depends on the day of the week and the direction of the wind?   Will that change my words or satirical commentary?  The answers to those questions will be directly proportional to what you think of my ideas.

I could tell you where I’ve been and what I’ve done, and who I’ve studied and with whom I’ve rubbed shoulders.  Some of you would be blasé, others would be impressed.  Since I couldn’t care less about all that, it is hard for me to be excited about telling one and all such information.

But I can’t leave you, dear reader, groping about with so little self-revelation. That will just lead to rampant speculation.  Hummm… what to do?  I will do this.  A wise woman captured thoughts I wish I’d said first.  There is insight in the words that follow.

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away. The very savvy person will read those words and know they are an invitation to know more about what else I value.

What is the method to my madness?  Why this site?   Because I want a forum to talk about things I think about.  I like Ideas, and I fancy myself a player in the Arena of Ideas, specifically in the arena of Christian, Religious, and Philosophical thought.

Do I need a better motive?  >shrug<

Anyway… I’m so glad you’re here. Read, listen, enjoy, have some fun with my brand of outrageous commentary.  Add your own 42 cents worth of annotations as you see fit; that will make it more interesting for everybody.

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