Isaac's storm

i've heard from several people that those who are suffering in new orleans deserved the destruction of hurricane katrina. they see it as a cleansing of that decadent city, finally purging it from the evils of this world by a wrathful god who finally got fed up with the unruly ways of the city's inhabitants.

i find this way of thinking troubling. how can someone make sure an assertion about an entire population of a city? fucking religious mentality is screwed up. these people sit atop their golden towers and point their crooked little fingers, act piously and seem to think they have the inside track to the thoughts of the higher being. how privileged they must feel.

most recently a coworker told me of someone she spoke with that told her how this destruction was deserved. well, this person should be ashamed of themselves for saying, especially because this person represents a "religious" group in the city.

that seems to be the case with these religious folks who make these assertions, that they have the right to speak and point out others' sins. they are doing the very thing that shouldn't be done by the religious -- judging. these disgusting turbs ought to be taken to the devastated areas and forced to see first-hand the atrocities that katrina caused. i wonder if they'd have the same attitude if they saw a dead child floating in the waters or an elderly individual lying stiff and dead on a city street or take in the stench of decay.

these fools who decide they are gods' diciples ought to take a good look inside their own dirty souls.makes you wonder what filth lies deep inside of them, what dirty thoughts rage in their minds and what drives their intentions.

and it's all in the name of god.

well, if these fools are making these accusations and pointing fingers against what they think is a deserved destruction of an old city, what would they think should happen to sin city? a complete annihilation of it and its people? foolish fuckers.

fashion police

while talking to my mom recently, she infomred me that my aunt (and herself) thought i'd gotten a little sloppy with the way i dressed, certainly not the way i dressed while living in texas and working there.

i don't know where this stemmed from, perhaps because i sent back some of the clothes my aunt bought us. they weren't my style -- getting rid of the plaids. so my aunt apparently thought that because i'd sent that style back, i wanted something more casual, that i'd lost my flair for dress.

i was taken aback by her statements, especially since she agreed with them. for one, both my mom and aunt have only seen me twice in the past two years -- both times while visiting in texas. why would i want to dress up in khakis, white shirt and brown shoes? no way, man. i'm chilling out in jeans and my old white Nikes.

i work at a time when only a few people are working. most dress casual and, therefore, i dress casual. but i wouldn't call it sloppy. i do wear my jeans, but usually wear a nice shirt (and i certainly don't wear my shirty white Nikes).

gee, i'm 34, living 1,500 miles from all my relatives, and yet still need lessons on how i should dress.

the next time i go down to texas, i might get a reprimand that my hair is getting below the collar.

after i pointed the absurdity about the illogic statement, my mom had to agree it was silly. i hope she believed it, though.

dad's cancer cell count

i got a quick update from my mom this afternoon. my dad had a doc's appointment with the oncologist to check his cancer cell count in his blood. he'd a had a blood test last week. today was going to determine if the cell count was up, the same, or down. it was going to be a deciding day.

it turns out his cancer cell count was 75. it is waaaaay down from the 500 that was read after the first chemo sessions. it was discouraging then because it appeared it might not be working. however, the doctor was optimistic after today. i will speak with him this week and my mother didn't give too much detail since she was sick, but he had a choice of sticking with the chemo or stopping (duno why there). he chose to continue it. tomorrow will be his fourth set to treatments. i'm very pleased that results are positive.

more later after i talk with the doctor.

are you ready for some football

friday night, i had my first sports assignment at the paper. i saw my name affixed to it earlier in the week and panicked. it was the inaugural game of holland an dholland christian's football rivalry. they've never played each other in fotball since HC has only had a team for three years.

i confirmed the assignmetn with alan, the sports ed. and he said since dan's uncle died and couldn't attend the game, i was going to do it. our ME sat down with me and told meof the importance of the game/story. i got a bit nervous. i know football and the general rules.

my assignment was ot to cover the game, exactly, but to get fan reaction to a new rivalry and get a general feel and color for and of the game. dawn dropped me off and in i went, surrounded by people in red shirts (holland) and people in maroon shirts (HC).

i made my way over to the HC side and ran into leo, who was covering the game for sports. i tagged along and met up with the holland AD, who i got quotes from. then i made my way around the fence and the holland superintendent called out to me and i went over and talked with him and the hs principal.

the rest of the night went well fo rme. i got my quotes and even talked to a mom who's son ws playing for HC but those daughter graduated from holland cheered on the opposite side. it was a gold mine. i ended up using her story as the lead-in to my article, which i really enjoyed and thought was well-done. a rare but good feeling at the end of an evening.

and the score,you say? well, let's say the HC side was pumped up and screaming. the holland side was subdued. holland had little to cheer about. they lost the game 34-7 and have extended their losing streak. they've yet to win a game in three years.

the game still was no friday night lights. not the same insane intensity as texas high school football. but that's OK. texas football is just too intense.