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April 30, 2008

Don't Let Me Talk On The Phone...

...when I've been drinking.

Oh...just an after dinner cocktail (a Cosmopolitan). Weee! What a buzz! Shut up. I haven't been feeling well and at least now I don't care that I feel like crap.

Anyhoo, so the phone rang and I picked it up and was all "Helloooo??"

Like the drunken fool I am...

...and it was the pastor of this church we started going to.

Haw haw hahahaha.....

Not exactly the best time to be asking me about church.

So he's going to come over Monday to talk to Husband and I about his church. Wait until I tell him that the church we left just happens to be pastored by one of his good friends.

Poop! Fan! Look out!

No more Cosmos. My gawd....

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Posted by Groovyvic at 05:46 PM | Comments (3)
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Bee sure to offer him a beer when he visits. That way you can shortcut straight to his qualifications as a pastor (No beer? Not Lutheran, maybe Baptist or Methodist. Cleans up the list a bit.) If he declines, how he declines can be instructive.

But whatever you do, don't offer him a typically manufactured, mass-produced product of Anheuser -Busch or its ilk: a beer drinker might accept such an abomination before the Lord out of common courtesy, but it'd be a really poor host who'd offer such a thing. (You know they make the stuff by filtering water through a horse, dontcha? :-)) Offer him a Grolsch or a nice micro-brew. Or even better yet, offer him some you've brewed yourself.

*heh* A really good way to filter out preachers who need more tempering, IMO. Another? Introduce him to your cat(s). People who don't like cats generally make poor pastors (cats demand to be the center of service, por pastors usually have that place reserved for themselves)... or become "corporate pastors" and manage (or have as their dream to manage) the next Saddleback church. *eeewww*

Posted by: David at May 1, 2008 09:57 AM

Oops. That's "Annheiser-Busch"

But the principle stands: Don't drink anything made by filtering water through a horse (taht's what those Clydesdales are really for, you know ;-))

Posted by: David at May 1, 2008 10:02 AM

Oh, I like you, you can stick around.

Alas, though, we have no pets, only children, and the oldest will be in school when this guy comes over.

I did get a tip-off to this guy's personality when he said "I love to bike. I could ride until I puke."

Posted by: GroovyVic at May 1, 2008 10:02 AM