Biscuit Friday ~ Heathen Hound (encore presentation)
Since Palm Sunday is in a couple of days, I thought I'd recycle last year's Biscuit pix.
How a VBD Celebrates Palm Sunday:
He steals the palm from a church-going child...
...and he chews it up. Like a heathen.
Thank you all for checking in while I've been vegging out. I am doing very well, healthwise, I believe. Off to the doc today with new kidney xrays in hand, hopefully to be "released." I know some have been wondering where I've been. While I was out of it for such a long time, with my European issues, a lot of things IRL were neglected. Like work (especially paperwork), and family, and home, and me. So I've been playing catch-up. And I'm still doing that, but I hope to start posting more often next week.
Some of you have already received emails with the subject line, "I SUCK." More of you will. Because it's true. I have forgotten, and neglected and lost, a lot of emails, and I am sad and sorry for that. And I'm trying to do better. To suck a little less. It's not just emails; I've been dropping balls all over the place. And yes, I am aware of how entertained some of you are by the sucking and the balls and whatnot . . . but if I can't give you these little gifts, after all we've been through together, then *sniff* then, what good is blogging, anyway?
Even though I haven't been around much, I did have a most delightful surprise this week. If you look under my "Major Awards" heading on the sidebar -- that would be the heading where people who know me give me lovely awards because I ask them to, nicely :) and/or offer them treats -- you will see the coveted "Fruit Fly Award," created and bestowed by Jim. It is, he says, "an award given to a non-homo who exemplifies acceptance, tolerance and human kindness." As the famous people always say, "It was an honor just to be nominated." Well, duh. That's why I nominated myself.
Jim went on to say some very nice, and very undeserved, things about me. I wish I were as good a person, as good a Christian, as he said. It is interesting to me, has been interesting to me, here, how mostly it is the people who don't believe as I do, who acknowledge and affirm my beliefs. The people who would claim to share my core beliefs, pretty much packed up and headed for the hills back when I wrote a post about my ass. I actually received emails from the evangelicals who had been reading here, telling me how disappointed they were in me, and how disappointed God was in me. I should have expected it. I mean, everyone knows, evangelicals don't have asses. No, seriously, I have dear evangelical friends IRL. My beliefs are probably more like theirs than different, except on the whole gay thing. And that is a pretty significant difference. I don't speak here for any organized religious group. While I do belong to a particular denomination, my beliefs are not entirely theirs, nor theirs entirely mine.
And my beliefs are evolving all the time. But what stays the same is that God loves each of us, the same. And we are told to do likewise. I am proud of my Fruit Fly Award. Thank you, Jim.
And I also want to say here, that Jim is a man of the utmost integrity. A man who could never be bribed with the promise of rich, moist snack cakes delivered to his door by the UPS man, in shorts. Not even when those snack cakes are chocolate and filled with peanut butter cream, and dipped in more chocolate. And especially not when the name of those snack cakes includes "funny" and "bone." Puh-leeeese, what possible interest would Jim have in either "funny" or "bone"? He's not into those things. Not Jim.