Monthly Archives: December 2006

Winter

Firstly this is very silly ==> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfR2MUu1eG4

Secondly:

Thirteen Great Things About Winter

  1. Cold.  I am too hot for most of the year but in the winter I can finally be comfortable.
  2. Snow. The best kind of weather that there is.
  3. Watching the sun rise as I walk to work.
  4. Dragon’s breath.  There’s something about seeing your breath misting in the air that takes me back to those magical times I remember as a child.
  5. Frost on the grass.  It just looks so clean.
  6. Christmas.  In this country Christmas and all it’s resulting chaos occurs in the winter.
  7. Mulled wine.  I know, any excuse.
  8. Real log fires.  Not in my current house unfortunately but a real fire is a great way to stay warm.
  9. Snuggling.  Winter is a fantastic excuse to snuggle.
  10. Ice.  Not that I’m mean or anything but I get a great deal of amusement out of watching people fall over.  Ice is great for slapstick falls.  Plus you can skate on it.
  11. Food.  Winter is the best time of the year to over eat.  You need the extra fat as insulation and it provides plenty of energy.
  12. Stinky cheese.  This is probably just me but I only really buy stinky cheese when it gets freezing cold in the winter.
  13. Nuts.  The shelled variety.  I love eating them almost as much as cracking the shells.

In other news I went to my former next door neighbours funeral at lunchtime today.  Despite having no living relatives the crematorium was packed out.  It seems that the friendly old bloke from next door who grew his own veggies had spent the last several decades being a great help to people.  People appreciate this for some reason.  Food for thought, at least for me.  I may just put myself out a bit more for others next year.

I’m going to raise a glass to Reg on the way home.  Cheers everyone.

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The Hildy

….in which hoverFrog tries not to offend anyone.

Thirteen things about The Hildy:

  1. I’ve known her since I was 15 and she was 19 when she started working in the video shop round the corner from where I lived.
  2. She went on to be the manager of the same video shop but still earned less than today’s minimum wage.
  3. When she is concentrating she tends to get this little frown line between her eyebrows.
  4. Her hair started going grey when she was 16.  Long before she ever met me.  The kids tease her about having grey hair but she just tells them that it’s hereditary.
  5. She started her OU degree five years after I started mine but she’ll finish hers before me.  This is because she has a plan whereas I keep changing my mind.
  6. She is left handed and therefore a witch.
  7. Further evidence of her witcheryness is the fact that she never learnt to swim.  We take the kids swimming quite often but she always stays in the shallow end.
  8. Another thing that she had not learnt to do was to cook.  I had to teach her how.  Now she is a wonderful cook although she still buys per-packaged food from time to time.
  9. Her favourite meal is mushroom egg foo yung, mushroom chow mein and egg fried rice.
  10. When we win the lottery The Hildy would like to eat her favourite meal every day to see how long it takes her to get sick of it.
  11. When we were poor we had £10 a week for the two of us to buy food.  We practically lived on pasta, rice and potatoes.  We always had enough money for Hildy’s cornflakes though.
  12. The Hildy is half German on account of her father being from East Germany.  She does not, however, speak any German at all.  When the Berlin Wall came down and some of her long lost relatives came over to visit she couldn’t understand a word that they said.
  13. She has a fear of butterflies.

Go on…tell me thirteen things about your partner….you know you want to.

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Atheism

Taken from Penn Jillette’s essay on atheism: 

I believe that there is no God. I’m beyond atheism. Atheism is not believing in God. Not believing in God is easy — you can’t prove a negative, so there’s no work to do. You can’t prove that there isn’t an elephant inside the trunk of my car. You sure? How about now? Maybe he was just hiding before. Check again. Did I mention that my personal heartfelt definition of the word ”elephant” includes mystery, order, goodness, love and a spare tire?

So, anyone with a love for truth outside of herself has to start with no belief in God and then look for evidence of God. She needs to search for some objective evidence of a supernatural power. All the people I write e-mails to often are still stuck at this searching stage. The atheism part is easy.

But, this ”This I Believe” thing seems to demand something more personal, some leap of faith that helps one see life’s big picture, some rules to live by. So, I’m saying, ”This I believe: I believe there is no God.”

Having taken that step, it informs every moment of my life. I’m not greedy. I have love, blue skies, rainbows and Hallmark cards, and that has to be enough. It has to be enough, but it’s everything in the world and everything in the world is plenty for me. It seems just rude to beg the invisible for more. Just the love of my family that raised me and the family I’m raising now is enough that I don’t need heaven. I won the huge genetic lottery and I get joy every day.

Believing there’s no God means I can’t really be forgiven except by kindness and faulty memories. That’s good; it makes me want to be more thoughtful. I have to try to treat people right the first time around.

Believing there’s no God stops me from being solipsistic. I can read ideas from all different people from all different cultures. Without God, we can agree on reality, and I can keep learning where I’m wrong. We can all keep adjusting, so we can really communicate. I don’t travel in circles where people say, ”I have faith, I believe this in my heart and nothing you can say or do can shake my faith.” That’s just a long-winded religious way to say, ”shut up,” or another two words that the FCC likes less. But all obscenity is less insulting than, ”How I was brought up and my imaginary friend means more to me than anything you can ever say or do.” So, believing there is no God lets me be proven wrong and that’s always fun. It means I’m learning something.

Believing there is no God means the suffering I’ve seen in my family, and indeed all the suffering in the world, isn’t caused by an omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent force that isn’t bothered to help or is just testing us, but rather something we all may be able to help others with in the future. No God means the possibility of less suffering in the future.

Believing there is no God gives me more room for belief in family, people, love, truth, beauty, sex, Jell-O and all the other things I can prove and that make this life the best life I will ever have.

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