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Name: Tiffany
Birthday: 5/2/1981
Gender: Female
Interests: Jesus stuff (more like a lifestyle...bigger than a hobby)
Expertise: not working at the provost's office, avoiding getting a real job
Occupation: Executive
Industry: Banking/Finance
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Member Since:
1/10/2003
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| Google offered a contest to K-12 students to design their own Google Doodle based on the theme "what if..." If you want, go here, check out the nominees, and vote. They are pretty sweet.
http://www.google.com/doodle4google/index.html
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| In
the year 2008, the Lord came unto Noah, who was now living in the
United States, and said, 'Once again, the earth has become wicked and
over-populated, and I see the end of all flesh before me.
'Build another Ark and save 2 of every living thing along with a few good humans.'
He
gave Noah the blueprints, saying, 'You have 6 months to build the Ark
before I will start the unending rain for 40 days and 40 nights.'
Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah weeping in his yard - but no Ark.
'Noah!' He roared, 'I'm about to start the rain! Where is the Ark?'
'Forgive
me, Lord,' begged Noah, 'but things have changed. I needed a building
permit. I've been arguing with the inspector about the need for a
sprinkler system. My neighbors claim that I've violated the
neighborhood zoning laws by building the Ark in my yard and exceeding
the height limitations. We had to go to the Development Appeal Board
for a decision.
'Then
the Department of Transportation demanded a bond be posted for the
future costs of moving power lines and other overhead obstructions, to
clear the passage for the Ark's move to the sea. I told them that the
sea would be coming to us, but they would hear nothing of it.
'Getting
the wood was another problem. There's a ban on cutting local trees in
order to save the spotted owl. I tried to convince the
environmentalists that I needed the wood to save the owls - but no go!
'When I started gathering the animals, an animal rights group sued me.
'They
insisted that I was confining wild animals against their will. They
argued the accommodations were too restrictive, and it was cruel and
inhumane to put so many animals in a con fined space.
'Then the EPA ruled that I couldn't build the Ark until they'd conducted an environmental impact study on your proposed flood.
'I'm
still trying to resolve a complaint with the Human Rights Commission on
how many minorities I'm supposed to hire for my building crew.
'Immigration and Naturalization are checking the green-card status of most of the people who want to work.
'The trades unions say I can't use my sons. They insist I have to hire only Union workers with Ark-building experience.
! 'To
make matters worse, the IRS seized all my assets, claiming I'm trying
to leave the country illegally with endangered species.
'So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least 10 years for me to finish this Ark.'
Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow stretched across the sky.
Noah looked up in wonder and asked, 'You mean you're not going to destroy the world?'
'No,' said the Lord. 'Your government beat me to it.' | | |
| Or at least the people at CAP's Abuse Shelter think so. Today I had the afternoon off, so I spent time talking on the phone followed by watching Amazing Grace. Well at that point I had had enough sitting around. Plus it's not like adult ed is a fast-paced job. So despite the rain, the rather warmish temps beckoned me to take a walk around the "valley" where my house is. So I got dressed up in a hoodie and hooded jacket and went off in my dark jeans and sneakers. Well since the valley roads don't loop around without going up a big hill with no lights, the turn around spot is in front of the Abuse Shelter. I noticed a woman smoking on the porch and after I turned around, she was gone. I thought to myself "it might seem a little shady that a hooded figure is walking by at 8 pm in the rain" but moved on. I stopped at a gate that leads up the hill and just leaned against it, looking at the fog and the tree branches. A car drove by breaking my focus. I noticed it was an unmarked, white van, typical of the Abuse Center. All the rest of our car have CAP logos on them. So I briefly thought, "hmmm, I wonder if they noticed me." Then continued to the office building that has a porch swing. It's sometimes nice to sit, swing, and ponder life. Well next thing I know a police car is pulling into the valley towards my house. Then I thought, "gosh, what happened at the house?!" But the lights were flashing so I didn't figure it was too important. Well I look back and see them shining a spotlight into the woods coming down the drive. They even stopped about 30 feet from me and shined the beam right on me. I thought, "great, they want to talk to me." They waited what felt like minutes, but was more like 30 seconds and drove on. At some point it was registering all the previous events of the evening and realized the Center called the cops thinking a shady guy is hiding in the valley. It has happened before. So I booked it home and as I walked in I heard a housemate say, "The Abuse Center called and said there was a guy hiding outside, so they called the cops." I pop in behind and report, "I think they called the cops on me!" and relayed the story. So much for a boring evening as I was pondering about starting my walk! Oh, I did proceed to call the shelter and reassure them I was a volunteer taking a walk.
P.S. I'll be back in PA in two weeks and a day  Looking forward to the visit. So call now to reserve your slot with the one, the only Tiff #1. Times are going fast, so make sure you get time with yours truly. Operators are standing by. This may be your last chance.... Or my only plans thus far include going to some Christmas Party with old people. What has happened to my youth!
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This book is bringing to light lots of good things and is challenging me. Will I change my lifestyle to follow Jesus to the streets of North Philly (as Shane from TN does) and leave the "trap" of pop Christianity that I more or less live in? I doubt it. Heck the chances are prolly worse than going to circus school which Shane also did or calling Mother Theresa one night because he thought it might be cool to try and find a "real" Christian. Ahh the laziness and lamenting of my walk! I would love to hear your thoughts on intentional Christian communities (which have many variations) or anything related to this book. If you haven't read this book, find it and read it. It may challenging to you to, if you're one of those who can feel worse and more inadequete about your faith (hopefully not.) | | |
| Some of you may have heard that I do what is called contra-dancing down here in Kentucky. Well someone had said to me about places in PA doing it. Well go figure! Here is the web site for Lancaster Contra Dancing http://www.lancastercontra.org/ It is actually updated, too! So in other words you people should all try it. It's tons of fun, you don't need to go with a partner (but it doesn't hurt), and it's relatively cheap. I hope someone goes and tells me all about it!
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