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Ok, I lied.
Mr. Husband walked in after having read the previous post and said, “Wait, what does it say the definition is again?” I googled it. I’m such a sell out.
But at least I didn’t click on anything!
Goats… I wonder why added goats.
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Why I Haven’t Googled ‘Santorum’
I was thinking about it this morning. There was a moment on The Daily Show when Jon waited while people went to Google it. I know. At least I have a general idea of what it says there. Number one hit: anal sex with a goat in an airport bathroom. Something like that. That’s great and everything, and I’m sure it’s there and I’m sure it would take less time to do it than it has to write what I’ve so far written about not doing it.
But I won’t.
The reason is actually complicated. I was thinking about the consequences of my actions. I Google it, click on it, support it being the number 1 hit for that search term… that’s great. I don’t even like the guy. My god, did you see the Fox News “Because We Can” debate? The guy is two-faced, thinks God gave us rights (and who pays the bill for those god-given rights, mister “sex with a goat”?), and thinks he’s a minority. Or at least he understands what it’s like. Because Italians.. yeah, whatever.
I don’t think I want to support a hijacking of his name, though. It’s more important to me that, though I know it’s the number 1 hit and my actions aren’t going to make a whole hell of a lot of difference, I’m not going to add my raindrop to that ocean, no matter how entertaining it could be or how curious I might get or how much he might have earned it.
My principles outweigh my curiosity and I think of the consequences of my actions so far before I think of the gratification I might get from my actions that, even if not acting has almost no consequences and acting might bring substantial entertainment, almost nothing outweighs substance when it comes to principles versus self-gratification. And somehow I get the feeling, after all that, that I don’t really exist. I exist as a ball of light or as an exercise in integrity, but as for the me that walks around and goes to the store and waves at people through windows… that me is just a picture of me. It’s just a photograph or maybe an animated gif.
The real me is a bag of principles, sometimes covered in a thin veneer of wit, opened through an enclosure of integrity into a room full of pride.
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Whilst, plethora, and myriad
Have you ever noticed people throw around five dollar words when they write? I just know they don’t use these words in real life. Why write like you’re speaking a different language? I mean, sure, avoid vernacular, and there’s no need to type “uh,” but really… who wants to read that many and varied plethora of tripe?
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The benefits of knowing people
I learned yesterday that monks (sometimes, maybe only certain monks) used to give up everything but beer and water for Lent. I always thought one should give up something they like for Lent, but maybe this makes sense. The trouble with deviation is that beer is nutritious so, for example, one couldn’t give up everything but wine and water for lent.
However.
Wine, bread, cheese, and water… You could give up everything but those 4 things for lent. That’s doable. And sounds excellent. And hey, it’s hard. No pasta. And you’d have to pick just one wine, one cheese, and one bread. So this needs a little research.
And maybe a little justification.
At least we have a year to work out the details. And maybe we’ll do it as a group, you know, just to help keep everyone off the wagon.
I mean on it. Yes, I do.
She’s getting a little cute there…
These pictures were from the visit where we found out it’s going to be a girl. I get the impression she doesn’t like ultrasounds. She seemed to put her hand up to her head as if to say “knock it off, you’re giving me a headache.”
(I’d post the picture where we can see it’s a girl but I’m not sure she’d appreciate that.)
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Growing…
The next time we saw her, she was looking a little short in the limbs but that’s just because not everything could be seen in a single plane.
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First look
This picture was taken back when we weren’t completely sure if a baby was on the way or not. Home pregnancy tests and morning sickness are pretty sure indications but a visual is still a nice confirmation.
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