Church is mental

I ended up in a churchy situation last Sunday morn.

I understand that this needs some explanation. Me? In a church? Without smoke billowing off me and the building groaning in rage? Yep not a sausage of exorcist type occurances.

Anyway I was there as a friend had invited me to a christening. All well and good, happy to go and support friends. Apparently there is a nine in the morning on a Sunday now but that's ok too. It's an experience right?

So I wandered in and was handed a bunch of papers and a book. I found out later that one of the papers is the service, another refers to specific changes in that service, the book was just hymns. All sorted so far so instructions in hand I took a pew.

This is where is got a bit weird. There is a lot of chanting. Well not exactly chanting. The priest says some stuff then everybody around me responded by saying that same thing back while I rustled through my papers to see where we were and what the hell I had just missed. There was quite a bit along the lines of repeating this is our god, he's the best and the only one around matey.

As an athiest is seemed a bit creepy. In fact it seemed like indoctrination. Imagine listening to stuff like that every sunday (or more frequently if your family is particularly devout) from a really early age. No wonder a lot of people don't even consider questioning it.

Then there was singing, now I don't get involved with singing. It's for the best. Just trust me on this one.

There were some nice bits. At one point everything stopped so we could all shake hands and kiss those strangers sat around us. There was the baby head wetting bit which was pretty cute. There was the hot reverend. I like the idea of female priests at least it gives you something to look at.

Anyway it was fun in a Jane Goodall kind of way. It was quite weird being amoungst a lot of people who saw absolutely nothing strange about any of it.


Religion is odd. Nowt queer as folk.

Sickboy

Howdy. Haven't done much in the way of posting recently. I took some time off to deal with the depression of xmas being over. I did not waste this time.

I did some DIY. I sorted out a bunch of stuff. I even threw of some of the detritus that I seem to accumulate when I stay on one place for a protracted period of time. I may have had the odd drinky. So? I was on holiday and I accomplished some Herculean tasks that had been ignored for far too long. I worked all day and at night I kicked back, drank some wine, ate some cheese and listened to some tunes.

All in all I feel I was an example that parents could point at and say to their kids,"If you want to make me proud be like him".

I went back to work with a feeling of accomplishment. I managed one day n the office and came down with the plague. Viral, Bronchial something or other. Anyway felt like poo and looked like the worlds worst skiver. Not satisfied with the xmas holidays I booked a week off then took nearly took weeks off sick! I felt a bit guilty but as I was genuinely ill I dragged my carcass to the doctor who then signed me off work.

So I am back. Still a bit rough (and not a dram drunk) but I don't really feel I can take any more time off even if the doc does give me the thumbs down.

Ahh, a social conscience is a terrible thing to be lumbered with. Penicillin wont clear that up!

Anyway, I am back and feeling the need to exercise to appease the incipient rage but the sawbones has banned me from it for a bit. Need to get well first.

Bah. I've got my eye out for a subject worthy of a venting.

Happy New Year

2007! I am a bit amazed that it's 2007. Not because I wasn't expecting it.

It's not like I thought 2006? I wonder what's next? 2007 Ahhhhh brilliant! Who'd have thought it?

Nope. I am amazed because it's 2007! 2007 people!

Think about it, when you were a kid did you ever think it would get to 2000 let alone 2007. I am of course talking to people who were born in the 70's and 80's.

Anyone remember Buck Rogers? Buck Rogers in the 21st century to give it it's full title? It's the 21st century now! Of course it was set in 2400 or something but still impressive I feel.

I would have written something yesterday but I felt like I was having a stroke. Very hard to come back to work after the break.

I hope it was less traumatic for all of you. I think we should get a couple of days to recover from new years eve not just one.

Pah, back into the fray.