Stumpers, Head Scratchers, and Mind Bogglers

Here's a cafeteria stumper: Why is it that when the coffee-maker-dude in our cafeteria makes a fresh pot of coffee, he always hits the wall behind the trash can with the old filter and coffee grinds instead of trying to put it IN the trash can? And to stump you even more... why even bother to make a cardboard "shield" to stand behind the trash can if you're going to miss THAT too? Only a man, my friends ... only a man.

Here's a driving stumper: Last week, I had to take Hunter to the doctor's office for a booster flu shot. I was slowly coming to a stop sign when I saw this lady crossing coming up to the sidewalk on the passenger side of my car. She was dressed in very shabby clothing, and was staggering as she walked. I immediately checked to make sure the car doors were locked, and thought to my self, "this is why this part of town is so bad ... drugs and alcohol." Why I thought she was on drugs or drunk, I don't know --maybe it was her staggering, maybe it was the way she was dressed, or maybe it was her shabby personal appearance ... what ever the reason, I managed to pass immediate judgment on her. She began to cross the street behind me as I came up to the stop sign. I looked out my rear view mirror to keep her in sight, but I didn't see her ... anywhere ... this freaked me out just a little. Then, I looked to my left on the other side of the street, and didn't see her there, either. I looked back to the right side of the street, but she wasn't there, nor was she behind me. Then ... my mind began to work. Did she just vanish into thin air? Could she have fallen behind my car? Or worse yet ... did I just unfairly judge an angel in disguise? Yes, my blood pressure rose a bit at that thought, and I put my car in park and took my seat belt off so I could turn my body around in my seat to get a clear view. And, there she was ... farther down the street than I had thought she would be. She must have crossed diagonally behind me, and I lost her in the angle. But it sobered me to think how quick I was to judge this person, when they are a child of God, too... and could quite possibly, have been an angel in disguise! You just never know!!! So, I said a quick prayer of forgiveness, prayed for her and her family, and continued on my trip to the doctor's office.

Here's a head scratcher for you: How on earth did I manage to leave BooMama off of my blog roll on the left? How, tell me ... HOW? This was such a travesty on my part, and anyone new coming to visit me, please know that I have fixed the error of my ways and added her onto my list... you really must visit her, because she is, after all, stinking hilarious!

And finally ... a Mind Bogler: Why do people care so much about the Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes wedding? And do you find it a wee bit ironic that they (Scientologists) are getting married in Italy, of all places ... home of the Roman Catholic Church, which is by far the largest religion in the country(87.8% of Italy's population)? I wonder if they will replace crosses and doves with alien heads and crows? Will Katie carry a creapy bouquet made of these? And ... am I the only one that didn't know that Tom Cruise was married to Mimi Rogers in 1987 ... before his marriage to Nicole Kidman? Evidently, Mimi is the one that introduced Tommy boy to Scientology. Poor Tom. He never knew what hit him. Just in case you were wondering ... Nicole Kidman is a firm supporter of Israel -- kinda makes you go "hmmmmm?!?" How'd Kidman and Cruise ever hook up? Anyway, it seems that Katie girl is set to marry Tommy boy, and the world is a-flutter, I tell you! Strange, huh?

What I find simply amazing is, that Tom and Katie set the date for their wedding to be the day before my birthday. Obviously, this was due to poor planning on their part. Imagine the honor they could have had in celebrating their wedding on the same day as my birth?

I guess what's even more mind boggling than Tom and Katie's wedding is that I've spent so much time and effort in obsessing about something I'm not obsessed about.

Hmmm. I really like the name Katie.