Thank God for HIV

So, I was talking with a guy this morning who is HIV positive. He told me about a guy he met who was also HIV positive. The guy in the story was speaking at an HIV support group. This guy got up and said, "I thank God for HIV." The guy I was talking with heard him say this and was immediately confused. What is there to be thankful for if you have HIV? It is a terrible disease that destroys your body and slowly sucks the life out of you until only a shell remains, and then you die. And why would you thank God for it. Shouldn't you be angry at God, if anything. Well, then this guy who was speaking at the support group said, "if I hadn't been diagnosed with HIV, I would still be an addict out on the street. I wouldn't care about my health, and I wouldn't be here today. I thank God for HIV."

So... I recently got an iPod touch after months of coveting both it
and the iPhone. I can't afford the iPhone data plan, so this is what
I have and I am quite pleased. Carrie probably misses her husband but
she'll have him back when the novelty wears off. Until then, here's
to patient wives:)

Sent from my iPod

Pluck the Mask from the Face of the Pharisee

Quote from the preface of Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte:

"Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to assail the last. To pluck the mask from the face of the Pharisee, is not to lift an impious hand to the Crown of Thorns."

In the HOUSE-ing market

Carrie and I have been looking at houses lately. We thought we found a really good deal. A house that we could fix up and turn into a income-generating duplex with a relatively small investment.

BUTT, someone esle bought it.

Big League Chew

So last Friday some friends and my wife and I grilled out and we got some big league chew. For those unaware, Big League Chew is a bubble gum from my childhood that was intended to imitate chewing tobacco. It comes in small strands and you pick it up out of a pouch, just like the real deal. However, instead of carcinogenic tobacco, you have deliciously flavored bubble gum that completely loses its flavor within 10 chews. It was awesome. Ahhh... childhood. The pay wasn't great, but I had a lot more playdates back then.

Anyone?

I don't believe that anyone still reads this blog. If you do, you should let me know. In the mean time, "poop, fart, weiner!"

Stuart: "Grandma, you have a doctor's appointment today." Margaret: "What is he going to tell me... that I'm old!?"

Life has been interesting with my 94 year-old grandma living with us.  We are in the process of moving her into an assisted living facility.  She is very witty and loving and pleasant to be with, but she is also very confused.  I woke her up the other day and she thought I was her deceased husband.  It is difficult to see her slowly fade, but she tells us very plainly that she is not afraid to die.  She says she's lived a long life and done the best with what she's had.  Pray for us as we make this transition.  Pray that we lose our fear of death like my grandma has.