Clubbing

No, not that kind of clubbing. And not clubbing baby seals either.

We got to go to the Bridge Club!! I've been trying to get Josh to take me to there for ages and ages. It was fun. We came in 2nd in the B division, which means we were 4th out of 8 overall. Top half, not bad, right? Most of the people were elderlyish folks, but there was a '88 Mudd grad there too. It felt like I imagined Erma's bridge club must have been like. Erma is the kindly old (95?) farm lady who lives a few miles from us at home.

-- Josh wants to go to the party now, I will finish entry when I return. --

Anyhow, back when Erma was a young whipper-snapper, she and her husband supported themselves selling eggs and running a bridge club. Her old shed (where we used to store the Kinton Grange Players' stuff) used to be the "Club House." In still has blackboards on the walls with scoring grids. It also reminded me of Erma because it reminded me of the Grange, in that it consisted mainly of oldish folks and seemed rather community like. They were really friendly and seemed really happy to have young blood. There is a double tournament and dinner thing on the 13th, and they decided that it will be half price for students to play ($2.50 for each of two sessions) and dinner will be free. Thus, the cost of attending for us will be $5 each instead of $15. They seemed to really want us to come.

Now a note regarding the party:
It was pretty, I will give it that. Actually, it wasn't too bad for a college party. Unfortunately it had a major failing. It was, and in many respects was like, a college party. Sorry folks, I just don't care for them. I don't know what I would consider the ideal party to be. I think it would not take place in a dorm courtyard. It would probably take place in a ballroom if it was at night, or out in a park if it was during the day. It would also not include thumpy music. Okay, enough about that. Now I will gripe about Josh for a minute. There are two reasons I go to East parties (zero why I go to non-East, non-South parties) and they are as follows: (1) I feel obligated, (2) Josh seems to want to go. However, it ALWAYS feels when we are there like Josh is trying to get away from/avoid me. I don't particularly want to cling, but the fact is, if I'm not going to cling, I'd rather not go in the first place. Anyhow, he says he's not trying to avoid me. We'll see if he lives up to it.

That is all. It is my cuddling time.

Not so hypothetical question

Is there any nice way to say, "if you're sorry then why are you still yelling at me about it?"

Yes, there is a specific instance I have in mind here, but I am interested in the answer in a general sense, since I've found myself wanting to say this so many times in the past to a range of different people.

Made public 10/09/02.

Virgin, my foot

So first this quote from Luke 1

29Mary was greatly troubled at his words and wondered what kind of greeting this might be. 30But the angel said to her, "Do not be afraid, Mary, you have found favor with God. 31You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus. 32He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, 33and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever; his kingdom will never end."
34"How will this be," Mary asked the angel, "since I am a virgin?"

We can see already that something is up here. Apparently Jesus is to be a descendent of David. Well, say we choose to overlook this for a moment and say that Mary is a descendent of David. No problems... for now.

But then we get to Luke 2.

4So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. 5He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child.

Now, do you honestly want me to believe Joseph isn't the father? How stupid do you think I am? I would have so much more respect for the Christian world if they didn't try to hide Jesus' illegitimacy. So his parents weren't married yet. Big fricken deal.