There’s a saying with fanboys; “No one in comics stays dead except for Bucky, Jason Todd and Uncle Ben“. Well they did bring back Bucky and Jason, so if MJ dies I can guarantee she ain’t staying dead.
So for the past few days I’ve been hanging out with this really cool individual (Don’t read too much into it, just friends… for now). And like with most new friendships/relationships/acquintances hopefully there are a sreies a conversations about each other, your pasts, your futures and various other topics. While communication is always a good start to meeting someone new, when the topic of religion comes about I tend to avoid it.
This past weekend was no exception, for I had invited my new friend to accompany me to my Frat brother’s book release/signing party. Over the sounds of some neo soul/ new-bohemian cd played we talked about various plans for this upcoming Sunday and he asked (paraphrasing of course) ‘What church do you go to?’ ‘I don’t’ I replied and from there I could have predicted the next words out his mouth. As a non-Christian, I’ve been in this scenerio plenty of times where it seems that I have to defend my faith as to why I don’t attend church. Oddly enough since I’ve live in Chicago the question frequently asked isn’t “What is you faith?” but “Where to you church?”
I guess I should stop with the misnomers in my post titles since this isn’t a post about ‘Relationships & Religion’ but rather ‘Relationships with Religion.’ As a child, religion wasn’t never pushed onto me, being that my mother was Muslim and my father was Born Again (don’t ask me how that happened). My dad didn’t want to step on anything that my mom was teach me but he wanted to make sure that I did get a Christmas. And as I grew older my mom became less strict on following the Islamic faith and bought me gold chains and feed me bacon. I never really felt tied to either extreme and in the end my parents told that I should follow my own path and see what faith speaks to me.
So from that point, I’ve never felt the need to justify or defend what I chose to believe in… I do believe in God and I put my faith in Him. I accept that we may not agree on the same beliefs, but I’ve learned that tolerance can go a long way.
My indecisiveness has gotten the best of me and I couldn’t figure out what to do with my sidebar so I just decided to drop it completely. Luckily the one column look is starting to grow on me, albeit slowly.
In other development news, I re-add Google adsense on the entry pages and I if anyone had issues playing the videos from the podcast, the latest version of Quicktime should correct the problem.
Affected by a cold and really didn’t think I could capture the same delivery if I re-recorded so the volume is kinda LOW. Anyway, I need ideas for the barren space that was my siderbar and the reason why I don’t talk about my dad.
Podcast Video [4:23m]: 
Kappa Psi Kappa Fraternity Inc. founded August 17th, 2001
And so Many more to come… If you are interested in Kappa Psi Kappa Fraternity, Inc or any of its afilliates (Phi Nu Kappa Sorority, Inc. and Alpha Psi Kappa Fraternity, Inc.) drop me a line.
Touted as Marvel major crossover of the year… Marvel Comics’ Civil War issue #4 which was suppose to come out tomorrow has been delayed… til the End of September. WTF!
Marvel Delays Civil War
In information released to comic book retailers Tuesday, Marvel has announced that issue #4 and 5 of their hugely successful Civil War series are being delayed.
You notice how Joe pulled this shit after he leaves Chicago…
Guess I should aplogize for that… Anyway since I’m now a Cat-Fag, I have a kitten with no name. Upon the suggestion of Omar and my rampant indecisiveness, I’m holding a little contest to name my 8 week old Kitten. Below is a quick vid of me playing with her after work. The camera tends to focus on my hamhock of a thigh than the cat though. Leave your suggestions within the comments and I’ll make my decision next Friday. Until then I’ll continue to call her Cat.
Just a quick question:
Have you looked at a piece of ass and knew that once you were in it, you were going to be shitted on?
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So I was going through all my stuff this weekend, just to get a sense of what I do and don’t have anymore. Doing so, I came across an old backed up files CD I made before I switched to Mac. I smiled at I went through the contents but I was sadden as well. I had dozens and dozens of self-pictures before my accident, before the weight gain, before I left Purdue. I looked at myself and realized that I’m not the same person I was in those pictures and no matter what I do, he isn’t coming back.
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